"To judge that a painting is fake based solely on a seal, isn't that a bit too arbitrary? Since you're so confident, why don't we make a bet?"
A chilly gleam flashed through Huo Sining's eyes. It wasn't that she wanted to bully anyone, but Ma Liwen was just too shameless.
"Hmph, if I say this thing is fake, then it indeed can't be real. No matter the bet, it's still a fake!"
Ma Liwen sneered, clearly not planning to fall for Huo Sining's trap.
Was this person determined not to stop until he had driven Elder Wu into a corner, or what? Did he really think he was the authority? To insist that the item was fake without any room for negotiation—it seemed that if she didn't teach Ma Liwen a lesson, he wouldn't understand why the flowers are so red!
"What's the matter, Professor Ma? You're so confident, yet afraid to bet against a junior like me? Or is it that Professor Ma isn't actually confident in his own conclusion?"