Xia Mengyan suddenly looked up and shot a look at the few people in the crowd. They nodded at her and prepared to take action.
Xia Cheng was originally worried that Qiao Xi would screw up this matter. Now that he saw the porcelain sculpture, his expression eased up a little. However, he still did not understand what Qiao Xi's words just now meant.
This porcelain sculpture was clearly so stunning. Be it in terms of carving skills or the color of the work, it was almost perfect.
At this moment, amidst everyone's praise, a male voice suddenly sounded. "This isn't Young Master Luo's porcelain sculpture! This is a fake! It's fake!"
The moment that was said, the entire venue fell silent. Everyone was stunned for a long time before a huge commotion erupted.
A fake? How was that possible?