Like I Said, A Fake
Editor: Henyee Translations
Why did she have to push Ye Yafei? Even if she had to, why did she have to knock over that long shelf full of antiques? Chaoge was almost in tears.
Ye Yafei glanced at Feng Wu with a half-smile.
There had to be over ten thousand broken pieces here.
There was no way she would be able to find the dozens of pieces that belonged to that Whistling Vase from the pile.
Ye Yafei wasn't the only one who thought that way; so did all the onlookers.
However, Feng Wu only crouched down and began rummaging through the pile. Soon, she picked out a piece of white porcelain.
Chaoge found a piece of cloth and lay it next to Feng Wu.
Feng Wu put the broken piece on it.
One, two, three… Soon, Feng Wu found eighteen broken pieces.
Ye Yafei stared at Feng Wu. "That's impossible! How did you do that? They can't be all from that vase!"
Feng Wu darted a quick glance at Ye Yafei. "What do you know about antiques?"