"Half of what? So you're talking about 1500 yuan?"
He really must be out of his mind!
Rong Yan sneered, "So I'm just walking down the street, and you bump into me on purpose and expect me to compensate you? Are you trying to scam me? Fine, let's call the police and discuss it at the station! I'm curious to see how your fake piece worth ten yuan is going to scam me."
As soon as the man heard this, he refused to back down.
"What fake piece? I spent 3000 yuan on this! It's from the Song Dynasty, a genuine piece from the Ding Kiln—and I found it at a bargain! Don't think you can just get away with not paying by slandering me and claiming I'm scamming you. If I sold this, it would definitely fetch tens of thousands."
Rong Yan sneered again and then picked up the biggest shard from the pile of broken porcelain... the bottom piece.
The lettering on it was still intact.
"What are you doing?"
Rong Yan ignored the man's shouting and looked at the small characters.
