"This gentleman is knowledgeable about antiques?"
The old man had looked at Chen Yu with a delighted surprise in his eyes.
The others also regarded him with amazement.
After all, someone able to specify the era so clearly and accurately was definitely not ordinary.
Chen Yu shrugged his shoulders, "I've just studied them a little!"
While they were speaking, Zhao Hai came storming in, furious.
Behind him followed several burly bodyguards, all bearing scars, evidence of a significant conflict that had just occurred.
Chen Yu ignored the man, having no desire to interact with him in any way.
Unexpectedly, the guy made his way straight to Chen Yu.
"What did you mean by what you just said? Are you suggesting that my family's items could be fake?"
Chen Yu frowned slightly, "It's not a matter of being fake, just that the era is incorrect!"
Zhao Hai didn't care for such details and reached out to get physical.
Having suffered such indignity, he felt the need to reclaim some face.
