Lin Feng walked past the display case, his hand brushing over each exhibit, spending no more than five minutes on each. His cursory method of appraisal caused many to shake their heads in disapproval.
Though the competition time was limited, what could possibly be discerned in just two or three minutes? Every single item in the attic had been carefully selected, and even the counterfeits were crafted so expertly that even collectors could be deceived, let alone Lin Feng who was being so hasty.
"I thought he had some tricks up his sleeve earlier, but it seems he's just another poser."
"He doesn't even have a magnifying glass..."
"Young Master Liu, although a bit frivolous, seems to have some standards. After all, he comes from a prominent family, completely different from a bumpkin."
"Who among the youth isn't frivolous? The important thing is whether they have real skill. Without it, that's simply being overconfident."
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