Chapter 1019: Tacito Temple, what do you have to say for yourself?

"Stolen?" The moment that word landed, the room seemed to freeze. Faces blanched. People stared at Tacito Temple as if he had sprouted fangs, fear spreading through the crowd in a heartbeat. No way… right? This dragon-pattern bronze zun… was it actually stolen by this guy? An antique worth over a hundred million. If he had really stolen something like that, he would rot in prison for the rest of his life. "Grandma, did you hear that?" Zhang Lei clutched his head, glaring at Tacito Temple...