Chapter 295: Capture

Everyone looked at the plaque in the Zhus' son's hands, which read "Granite Desk, Qing Yongzheng."

Seeing this, everyone was somewhat shaken. Since the plaque served as proof, could it still be a fake? The only other possibility would be that the museum's experts had made a mistake.

But obviously, the experts wouldn't make such an error. If they couldn't even tell the difference between granite and wood, that would be utterly unprofessional.

However, this shattered desk was clearly made of wood.

Suddenly, everyone was even more baffled.

"This plaque is real, but it doesn't belong to this desk."

At this moment, Chen Yang smiled and pointed to the plaque in Zhu Jiashuang's hand, mocking him, "Old Zhu, sorry about that. I placed the plaque here just now, and I didn't expect it to mislead you. I really apologize."

What, you placed it here?