Chapter 443
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The wise old man was the only one who frowned a little when he stared at Master Bian.
Feng Wu had no idea what was going on under the table. No matter how much slander and slander she faced, she remained unperturbed.
She darted a casual glance at Master Bian and asked unhurriedly, "Master Bian, are you sure this Whistling Vase is real?"
Master Bian said proudly, "Of course!"
"You can vouch for it on your reputation?"
Master Bian threw a dirty look at Feng Wu. Normally, a girl like her wouldn't have the right to talk to him.
However, in front of everyone, Master Bian feigned a condescending look. "Of course."
Feng Wu smiled. "Master Bian, why don't you check it again? You don't want to ruin your reputation."
"Hahaha —" Master Bian smirked. "That's ridiculous. How can I, Bian Youliang, possibly fake something? This Whistling Vase is real. I can vouch for it on my reputation! "
"Smack —"
However, Feng Wu smashed the Whistling Vase on Master Bian's head!
This unforeseen event happened too quickly, so quickly that no one could react.
By the time they realized what was going on, there was a bloody hole in Master Bian's head.
Everyone was speechless.
They looked from Master Bian, who was still bleeding from his head in disbelief, to Feng Wu, who was still standing there, unperturbed. They didn't know what to say.
"You —" Master Bian glared at Feng Wu after he realized what was going on.
Crossing her hands behind her back, Feng Wu said sternly, "As a Master Level formation master, you can't even tell the truth. Are you blind? I'm already being merciful by not gouging your eyes out. Do you have a problem with me lending you your head?!"
Feng Wu sounded so imposing, as if she were a superior reprimanding her subordinate.
Master Bian was speechless.
So was everyone else.
"You —" Master Bian glared at Feng Wu.
"What?!" Feng Wu smirked. "Only the base of this Whistling Vase is real. The rest of the vase was added later. Only an idiot like you would say that it's real and endorse Elegant Ink Gallery. Boss Mo is making money while calling you an idiot!" Feng Wu smirked. "You're right.
Master Bian, whom everyone admired, was being called a dog by Feng Wu. That was intolerable!
Everyone was waiting for Master Bian to deal with Feng Wu as soon as possible.
However, the look on Master Bian's face changed!
He turned around and stared at Boss Mo!
Boss Mo was taken aback for a moment. Master Bian's glare shocked him and he couldn't change his expression right away.
Master Bian felt as if his heart was being squeezed. Without thinking, he crouched down, took out a magnifying mirror, and examined himself inch by inch.
What he saw caused his expression to change drastically!
Master Bian stared at Mr Mo. "What level did you say the formation in this Whistling Vase was?"
"M-master …"
Master Bian picked up an antique bottle from the shelf and smashed it down on Master Mo's head!
"Master Level Spiritual Array? What a joke! " Pointing at one of the broken pieces, Master Bian said, "If there really was a master level formation in this Whistling Vase, why isn't there any trace of it here? It's the eye of the formation! Tell me! "
"This … this …" Boss Mo's mouth was filled with bitterness …
He turned to Ye Yafei for help.
How could he have known that Duan Chaoge would have such a capable helper? Hence, Boss Mo was confident that he could set her up with this fake.
Just then —
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