The wise-looking old man was the only one frowning at Master Bian.
Feng Wu had no idea what was going on in the crowd. No matter how hard the others tried to smear her reputation, she wasn't intimidated at all.
Darting a casual glance at Master Bian, she said unhurriedly, "Master Bian, are you sure about your conclusion?"
Master Bian said arrogantly, "Of course!"
"On your reputation?"
Master Bian threw a dirty look at Feng Wu. A girl like this wasn't even qualified to talk to him on any given day.
However, all eyes were watching and Master Bian had to reply in a condescending tone, "Sure."
Feng Wu smiled. "Are you sure you don't want to examine it again? Your entire reputation is at stake."
"Hahaha —" Master Bian snorted. "That's ridiculous. You're questioning the judgement of Bian Youliang. This Whistling Vase is authentic and I can guarantee it on my reputation!"
"Smack —"
