Ye Bufan ignored him and directly took down the two painting scrolls next to him.
"Young man, have you been reading too many fiction novels? Do you think the scroll wood will be some kind of sinker wood?
Let me tell you, don't be delusional, I've already seen it, it's just the most ordinary wooden material... the two together are not worth tens of dollars."
Ye Bufan still ignored the chattering Bai Mouse as he picked up the scroll on the left and pulled the wooden shaft out of it.
Seeing his action, even Yang Ziqian frowned. It was obvious that the boy wanted to find something from the scroll, but it was just ordinary wood, what could it be?
But at that moment, a shocking scene happened.
Ye Bufan raised his hand on the wooden shaft, and the wood, which seemed to be in one piece, snap
