Although his asking price was inflated, his boasting excessive, the certificates in their store were indeed genuine!
With his uncle right there, the nephew felt emboldened, and after pouring the tea, he said, "We're nothing like those scammers who deal in fake goods and forged certificates!"
Wen Zhiyu didn't even look up, "Yes, you're just blathering nonsense."
After hearing Boss Zeng's explanations, Wen Zhiyu took a couple of sips of tea, somewhat appeasing his anger, but doubts still lingered in his mind.
"I've seen knives forged from meteoric iron before, but no one talked them up like you do. Could it be they come from different sources?"
Even if they were all meteoric iron, who knows from which corner of the heavens each piece came.
