"I think you’re just… indulging in fantasy!"
After leaving the prop shop, Aya was still in shock.
"How could this approach work? You’re blatantly trying to fake that thing! It will be recognized at a glance!"
"Recognized at a glance?" While holding the pile of materials, Wang Lu looked back at Aya and disdainfully said, "If this is in the past, it might be. But now it has already been a very long time that I’m afraid even if his mother came back to life, he might not recognize her. So how could he possibly recognize the genuine from the fake wine cup?"
"But..."
"But do you have a better idea? Don’t forget we’re not in the King’s Treasure House, so Holy Light Religion people are very likely to know our whereabouts… Fortunately, this is located on the edge of the continent, and the Holy Light Religion doesn’t have much power here. Otherwise, we would’ve been surrounded, rounded up, and raped by a large number of high order professions."
