Zhuang Xiangyang glanced at Professor Qian indifferently and turned his head to ask Xie Daoyuan, "What do you think?"
Xie Daoyuan chuckled, "You're the expert in miscellaneous items, specialization yields expertise, I won't take your job."
Seeing Xie Daoyuan's slick appearance, Zhuang Xiangyang couldn't help but laugh in exasperation. He pointed at him, shook his head, and helplessly said, "Alright, I'll handle it myself."
"Old Qian, this sword is indeed a fine sword. Judging by its quality, it should be a masterpiece from the Northern Song period. However, determining it as Lu Junyi's sword just based on the ancient jade kylin on the sword's hilt and the words Jiazi Yichou is somewhat arbitrary."
Zhuang Xiangyang slowly began to speak.
