"I think you should just admit it," Professor Zhou said loudly, his neck stiff as if he wanted Qin Muchao dead.
Both he and Qin Muchao were considered renowned young experts in the archaeological field, yet Qin Muchao's fame always dwarfed his. However, in terms of scholarship, temperament, and dress sense, he was not inferior to Qin Muchao.
"Admit what?" Qin Muchao looked at him, an amused expression on his face. "I really don't know why you would wrong me?"
"Wrong you... Under the broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning for lying?" Professor Zhou was so angry he pointed to the heavens.
"Do you have paranoia?" Qin Muchao shot back sarcastically.
"I've examined it carefully, there's no mistake, this item is fake. You can also take a close look. If it's not your fault, if it's your assistant who erred, then come clean with the truth. But persisting in lying and quibbling, that's where you're at fault," he said.
