"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?
