Chapter 1217: Chapter 1217: Not a Fake!

"Nonsense! This is clearly a fake. I am an Antique Appraiser at the French Louvre. If this Purple Sand Pot were really an antique, could I not see it?" Smith scoffed coldly.

"Let’s be clear here, Mr. Smith is an appraiser from France. Stop being unreasonable! Let go of Mr. Smith right now!"

The young interpreter forcefully tried to pull Qin Yu away, hoping to make a good impression in front of Smith. Unfortunately, how could he possibly move Qin Yu?

"An appraiser from France has this level of skill? Can’t even identify an antique? Clearly he’s a fraud who appeared out of nowhere!" Mo Yuqi said disdainfully.

The interpreter hurriedly translated Mo Yuqi’s words and Smith, furious, exclaimed, "Fine! Since you are accusing someone wrongly, I will thoroughly appraise this Purple Sand Pot today!"

After speaking, Smith seriously examined the bottom of the Purple Sand Pot. When he saw Shi Dabin’s signature, he was stunned for a moment. Good heavens!

How could this signature look real?

With a clang, a chill shot through Smith’s head! He even forgot about the Nourishing Heart Wood in his hands!

to the ground and Smith, with trembling hands, held the bottom of the Purple Sand Pot, unable to utter

by the famous Shi Dabin! How... how did I not recognize

treasure, how could it be destroyed

knelt down with a thud! Smith even felt the desire to

Yuqi blinked her beautiful big

worth a fraction of the Nourishing Heart Wood.

telepathic message: "How could a foreigner realize the value of Nourishing Heart Wood? He just

Nourishing Heart Wood is just a regular antique, worth maybe a million or

Sand Pot is valued over ten million. No wonder he is

head, feeling sad for the poor Mr.

Smith, what’s wrong? This is clearly a fake!" the interpreter said, looking at Smith

antique! There are no more than ten Purple Sand Pots in existence by Mr. Shi Dabin, and no

rarity, and I’ve

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