Chapter 100
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Chapter 100: The bronze censer is not a fake
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The other two men immediately looked at Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao warily.
Master Hanâs face darkened as he grabbed mo Qingâs hand. He had just touched mo Qingâs broken finger.
Mo Qing was in so much pain that she cried out.
Master Hanâs expression did not change. He did not even frown. With Swift movements, he instantly connected his bones.
Everyone heard a crack and master han let go of mo Qing.
âMove your fingers.â
Mo Qing wagged her finger and her eyes lit up. She immediately said in surprise,âNo, it doesnât hurt anymore.â
Master han flicked his clothes and put his hands behind his back. He slowly walked to Wen Muchuâs side and asked indifferently.
âYou broke mo Qingâs hand?â
âItâs Qianqian!â Wen Muchu admitted decisively.
âWhy?â Master han asked.
Wen Muchu held Lan Xiaoâs hand and showed it to master han. He did not say a word, but his words were clear.
Mo Qing quickly stepped forward and said, â âMaster han, they brought a fake to my house for me to identify. I identified it as a fake, but this little girl actually said I didnât know what was good. You even insulted our antique store.â
Wen Cheng was furious and quickly interrupted mo Qing, â âYouâre talking nonsense. Youâre the one who wants to take our things and wonât let us take them away. Weâre here to appraise something, not to humiliate ourselves. Your shop is so big, youâre too much of a bully.â
Mo Qing gritted her teeth and glared at Wen Cheng, coldly saying, â âWhat does a little girl like you know? I wanted to detain it to prevent you from using it to deceive others again. Who would want such a broken thing, protecting it like itâs a treasure, isnât it just taking it and then going to cheat others?â
With every word, it was hard to say who was right.
Lan Xiao felt that there was no point in continuing this argument.
So, she raised her head and looked directly at master han. âYouâre master han? âIn the end, the root of our argument is that bronze censer. Master mo identified it as a fake, but I think itâs real. Itâs fine if master mo doesnât recognize it, but he even wants to confiscate our things. Is there such a tyrannical rule in your antique business?â
Master Hanâs face gradually darkened, and then he pursed his lips and smiled.
âLittle girl, youâve misunderstood. This isnât detaining the goods, but preventing you from holding onto the fake goods again and harming others. Since the Pixiu is a fake, thereâs no use keeping it.â
âThe bronze censer is not a fake Kasaya,â Lan Xiao said with certainty.
Wen Cheng and Wen Muchu, on the other hand, were surprised. They had already prepared themselves for the possibility that the copper furnace was a fake, but Lan Xiao suddenly said that it was not a fake?
Could it be that this bronze censer was real?
Mo Qingâs face turned ashen from anger and she immediately retorted, â âImpossible, how can it be real? Iâve been working with master han for a few years. Iâve seen all kinds of copper furnaces, big and small. How could I not be able to identify whether it was real or fake? Youâre a little girl who doesnât understand, so donât talk nonsense, Yingying.â
Lan Xiao limped over to the counter and picked up the copper furnace.
âI donât understand, but master han does. You just said that youâve been working under master han for a few years. In other words, youâre not an official appraiser consultant in this antique shop, but an apprentice? An apprentice like you canât even appraise something like that. I donât believe you at all.â