The people on the stage were carefully examining the Bronze Pot, with a few even carrying high-powered magnifying glasses, murmuring as they scrutinized, "The form, era, and even the decorative features are very clear..."
Someone wearing white gloves directly picked up the Bronze Pot, weighed it, and nodded, "The quality is fine too."
Next to them, Zhuang Xiangyang took off his reading glasses and couldn't help but exclaim, "The patina and finish are perfect, no flaws at all."
After examining the item, the people on stage gradually dispersed. It was then that Zhou Shitao smiled at Shi Qingyun and said, "Professor Shi, let's go up and take a look at this Bronze Pot that everyone is praising, shall we?"
Shi Qingyun nodded, and the four of them, master and disciples, all went up to the stage.
Seeing Zhou Shitao coming up, Liang Ruicheng's eyes flickered. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his gaze fell on Huo Sining, a dark cloud swirling within.
