"You're a staff member here. You should know what's going on."
Fan Kunpeng pointed at Lin Jiang and said, "He says all this porcelain is fake. Hurry up and explain."
"Uh..."
The staff member gave an awkward smile. "Sir, to be honest, these porcelain pieces are indeed one-to-one replicas, but they're nearly identical to the genuine articles. You can all admire them without worry."
At this, everyone fell silent.
The awkward onlookers scattered. Fan Kunpeng was even more silent, so embarrassed he looked like he was trying to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the floor with his toes.
"Young man, truly impressive. To think you could tell these things were fakes. Even I would have to examine them carefully for quite a while."
The speaker was an elderly man standing behind Lin Jiang.
