Hu Shu's expression shifted slightly, and he sighed again, "After all, it was a chess game lost by a single move. From now on, the world of antique forgery will be yours."
No sooner had he spoken,
than Directors Zhao Gang and Li Zeguang immediately turned to look at Lin Chuan with a slightly stunned expression.
Lin Chuan's mouth twitched as he thought, Why are you two looking at me?
I am on the side of justice right now, helping you catch the heads of a criminal gang.
I abide by the laws!
As for antique forgery, I would never imitate and sell fake antiques!
Ahem, the ones I make are all genuine; it's those people from the past who imitated my creations.
The rain outside the window had stopped.
Strands of sunlight pierced through the thinning clouds after the rain, a pale golden light falling upon the leaves still dotted with droplets, reflecting sparkling specks.
