Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

After drinking the potion in one gulp, Chen Peiwen quickly picked up the tea and rinsed her mouth several times, but the taste still lingered on the base of her tongue and gums.

She had no choice but to take a sour plum to suppress the smell.

This time the dream was a little weird. She didn't see Rose Lee in person, and everyone's faces in the dream were blurry and couldn't be seen clearly.

Chen Peiwen looked around and saw that this seemed to be a villa area. The architectural style was very different from that of the port city, more towards the north.

An endless stream of people poured into a majestic villa. They were all dressed up to attend, including some Hong Kong businessmen and celebrities that Chen Peiwen knew.

She also had some guesses in her mind. There must be a banquet or exhibition held here, so there were so many celebrities coming and going.

Chen Peiwen followed the crowd and walked in. The banquet hall became more lively, with fragrant clothes and hair, changing glasses, but she still found something unusual - expectation, curiosity, and impatient.

About twenty minutes later, an elderly man arrived in a wheelchair.

Although he couldn't see clearly what he looked like, he didn't feel like Rose Lee to Chen Peiwen.

The guests at the banquet returned to their seats one after another. The waiter pulled up a closed line in front of the seats, dividing the elders and guests into two areas, and arranged bodyguards to guard both ends of the closed line.

He first delivered some polite speeches. After every few words, he had to stop and take a few breaths. It took him more than ten minutes to finish his speech of just a few hundred words.

Then, he waved, and several strong bodyguards escorted a box to the stage.

Only then did Chen Peiwen notice that there was a two-meter-long display stand on the right side of the stage, but it was still empty.

Accompanied by bodyguards, the old man opened the multi-layer password lock on the display stand and verified his fingerprints and irises.

Although this process was extremely cumbersome, no one complained at the scene. On the contrary, everyone became quiet, and there was no one left to speak.

Chen Peiwen stood up on her tiptoes slightly. She had seen Zhang Daqian and Qi Baishi's auction sites before, and she had also seen jewelry worth more than ten figures, but none of them had such strict security procedures.

Could it be that what the old man wants to exhibit is worth more than 10 billion, or is it some world-class cultural relic that has been lost for a long time?

Her lips were dry, and when she was about to pick up the wine glass, she found that there was no more wine in it.

The waiter was not in the guest area at the moment, so she had to endure her thirst and turn her attention to the box.

The protective layers were peeled off layer by layer, but in the end, the box containing the treasures still reached an astonishing length of more than one meter and a width of at least fifty centimeters.

Jewelry is unlikely. The only ones that can reach this size are rough stones, but uncut rough stones are not worth much at all.

Bronze? Buddha statue? Jade bottle?

These thoughts passed by in a flash, and were dismissed one by one by Chen Peiwen. Although the three items were large in size, they were usually stood upright and would not be placed horizontally in the box.

Could it be some kind of dinosaur skeleton?

The size and shape are consistent, but among the dignitaries and celebrities present, who would go out of their way to see the dinosaur skeleton?

There is another possibility. The treasures are secondary. The important thing is the person on display, that is, the old man sitting on the stage.