Ye Zunlong's expression was calm from beginning to end.

Suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, and he looked at the fat man with disdain and said: "I have already paid you the money, it's just a fake, are you still not satisfied with the compensation?"

"What? How dare you say that my treasure is a fake!"

The fat man ran away instantly, the fat on his face twisted together, showing a terrifying expression.

If the onlookers hadn't stopped him, he might have taken action.

"Brother, please listen to my advice and don't be embarrassed. The purple, gold and eight-treasure glass lamp on the ground, although it is broken into pieces, can open the door at a glance."

"Yeah, if you can't afford the compensation, don't talk nonsense. Calling other people's treasures fake is a taboo in the antique circle."

"Let's go quickly. With the eyesight of so many of us, what we see must be correct."

Several people who thought they were kind-hearted tried to persuade Ye Zunlong, urging him to leave quickly.

However, Ye Zunlong remained unmoved and ignored them at all.

"With all your eyesight, do you dare to come out and embarrass yourself?"

He scolded coldly, then suddenly leaned over and picked up a piece of debris on the ground.

"Why are you so ignorant? We kindly advised you, but you insulted our eyesight."

"Hmph, he is indeed a wolf with a bad heart. That's all. We don't need to worry about him. We just wait and see the show and make him look embarrassed."

"I guess I just couldn't afford the compensation, so I did this kind of trick."

Several people who had tried to persuade them before were insulted by Ye Zunlong, and they became furious and kept accusing them.

"Let me go! I have to ask him for an explanation today!"

The fat man broke free from the restraints and rushed towards Ye Zunlong with an angry look on his face.

A pair of fat hands, clenched into fists, exerted force.

However, the next second, Ye Zunlong just slapped him casually.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the fat man weighing two hundred kilograms was slapped away.

As if he had done a trivial thing, Ye Zunlong's expression remained unchanged.

Then he weighed the fragments in his hands and said slowly: "Thanks to you for claiming to have eyesight and identity, you can't even tell the authenticity of the antiques. It's really ridiculous. The real Eight Treasures Purple Gold Glaze Cup is as clear as ice.

The texture is uneven and the light and shadow are mottled and blurred when played with, like moonlight pouring in."

"There is an old saying: holding a glass lamp, your heart is like a bright mirror. It means that the inside and outside of the glass lamp are clear and ethereal. Open your eyes and take a look. The fragment in my hand is dim in color and turbid in texture.

Even under the light, there is no sense of transparency! Isn’t it a fake?”

As Ye Zunlong's words came out, the expressions of most of the onlookers changed, and they began to doubt themselves whether they had just been punched in the eye.

A small number of people were still dissatisfied and even shouted angrily.

"What you said is quite correct, but it cannot completely prove that this treasure is a fake."

"It's just nonsense, slandering other people's treasures as fake, and you dare to hit people!"

"Don't believe this kid. He's only in his early twenties. How can he know how to identify treasures?"

Ye Zunlong knew that these people would not easily change their story and admit that they had punched him, even for the sake of face.

But he already had a countermeasure.

I saw him calmly turning over the fragments in his hand.

This is the bottom part of a cup.

"Oh, open your eyes and take a good look, what is this!"

Ye Zunlong sneered and showed the large characters on the bottom of the lamp to the onlookers.

"Xuande Year System of the Ming Dynasty."
Chapter completed!