A hint of mockery flashed in Huo Sining's eyes.
"This incense burner has a joint on its body, and although it is coated with a thick layer of white glaze, the joint can still be seen upon close observation. If you don't believe me, you can reach out and feel it for yourself, you'll certainly be able to feel it."
"This is a major oversight, clearly, those who made the imitation did not pay attention to this detail. Considering these points, one can determine that this incense burner is a fake, imitating the Qing Dynasty tri-color porcelain technique. Just by looking, one can appraise its authenticity."
This appraisal was already very thorough, and both Li Xuanbing and Feng Yang followed Huo Sining's reasoning and indeed saw the joint on that part of the incense burner.
"Nonsense!" The middle-aged man's face was filled with unwillingness as he glared at Huo Sining resentfully.
