Chapter 111 It's All Your Fault

Zhao Xi immediately rushed to the other masters, grabbed them, and inquired about the results one by one.

"Tell me, it's not true, isn't it?"

"Tell me, Master Li is lying, he is lying."

Several masters felt that this young master of the Zhao family might be stunned by the stimulation.

But no matter how crazy you are, you have to face reality.

So, one of the old masters said with a stern face: "Zhao Gongzi, Master Li is right, the copper stove is real. It's just that the copper skin on the outside of it is fake, but What's under the copper skin is 100% real."

"We are all old people who have been appraising treasures for decades. Could it be that we have all been wrong? Young Master Zhao, you should face the reality."

"Yeah, this copper furnace can't be real anymore. We can't open our eyes and talk nonsense."

Zhao Xi's face was in disbelief, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Huang Mao was even more exaggerated. He sat on the edge of the threshold, and a hard water chestnut hit his butt. He gritted his teeth in pain and whispered twice, but he quickly covered his mouth and didn't dare to shout loudly, lest he would provoke him. What a person who can't be offended.

In his heart, his bowels turned green with regret.

The copper furnace, the real thing, its value is more than 100,000 yuan.

Involuntarily, Huang Mao looked at Mo Qing with a trace of sadness in his eyes. He was also confused, why would he let Mo Qing, an idiot, learn the treasure. Maybe if he took it to Master Li for appraisal early, he could still get a lot of money.

Now, it's all screwed up.

It's really distressing to have yellow hair, and I'm about to vomit blood.

Mo Qing's eyes widened in shock, thinking that there was something wrong with his hearing.

He got up from the ground, rushed to Master Li, and was about to snatch the copper furnace.

"This can't be true, how can it be? I've verified it twice, and it's all fake, it's impossible..."

Master Li was so angry that he was so stupid to hate this man.

He neatly dodged Mo Qing and carefully guarded the copper furnace.

"I've said it all, this is fake art, I really can't tell you stubbornly."

Mo Qing's force was too great, and he didn't touch Master Li, so he slammed into the long table behind Master Li uncontrollably.

The head hit the water chestnut without bias, and the blood was pouring out at that time.

The bright red blood smeared his face. He stared blankly at the blood on his hands and sat on the ground.

"It's over, it's over..."

Zhao Xi was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, his heart was burning with fire, he rushed to Mo Qing regardless, clenched his fist, and smashed him in the face.

"You idiot, didn't you promise me 100% that this is fake, is it a fake? I fucking believed what you said? It's all your fault, it's all your fault..."

Zhao Xi was so angry that he smashed Mo Qing a few times.

Mo Qing's head was bleeding profusely, and it was dark in front of him. For a while, he couldn't tell whether it was more blood from his head being smashed or more blood from being beaten by Zhao Xi.

Lan Xiao sighed, and persuaded a little unbearably, "Young Master Zhao, stop quickly, or you will be accused of a murderer."

This reminder directly changed Mr. Zhao's complexion, and he immediately grabbed Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi was so angry that he scolded him. Even if he was pulled away, he would beat Mo Qing out of anger. It was all his conceit, which made him lose face again.