With her index finger hooked around the ear of the gourd bottle, Ye Wan nonchalantly twirled the treasured piece, valued at over a hundred million by everyone present, while her gaze swept over Old Master Wei completely tensed and Wei Jinrong seething with anger.
"Why should I?"
Ye Wan smiled and said, "If I say it's fake, then it cannot be real!"
"Don't believe me? Smash it and you'll know!"
Ye Wan made a gesture as if she was about to let go.
"You…"
"Stop, you stop!"
Old Master Wei collapsed into the chair with a thud, his face turning color, unable to catch his breath.
Wei Jinrong roared in anger, his face turning a dark purple.
She... How dare she!!!
On the other hand, Ye Wan's expression remained calm.
