"Can any of you tell me if this is real?"

"speak!"

"They're all fucking mute!"

Kojo Junichi shook his head and sighed.

"I'm not good at identifying authenticity, but judging from Mr. Liu's expression, this scroll of bamboo slips must be genuine."

"how so?"

"how so?"

"Didn't you say it's foolproof?"

"Why did you fucking lose the first game?"

"That's what you said!" Sun Yueping roared like crazy.

"Mr. Sun, please don't worry. The referee team has not yet made a conclusion, and there may be some changes," Furuichi Shunichi said.

On the treasure appraisal platform, Wang Zhenbang and Guan Haishan saw the patina on the back of the bamboo scroll, and their old hearts that were about to burst out instantly returned to their original positions.

Guan Haishan looked up at Lu Fei, who had an indifferent expression, and felt extremely grateful.

For half a month, Guan Haishan, anxious and full of anger, greeted Lu Fei's eighteen generations of ancestors countless times.
Chapter completed!