The curtains were gently drawn aside, allowing the afternoon sunlight to slant in and cast an ancient and simple aura of years on the 'Taotie Pattern Wine Vessel'.
Lin Chuan sat on the sofa to one side, quietly waiting for the results of the examination report.
The experts were doing the same.
The atmosphere on site, however, was subtly charged.
The chief expert from the museum seemed to be resting with eyes closed, but the corner of his mouth drooped and his complexion revealed slight irritation; clearly, he harbored some resentment.
A chief expert has the pride of a chief expert.
Old Bai's mentor, Cheng Qing, would occasionally exchange a few words with Lin Chuan, showing some belief in Lin Chuan's words.
Half an hour passed.
Chen Hui returned with the examination report.
"Officer Chen, how is it?" one of the experts in the room stood up and asked eagerly.
The rest of the people present also stood up, casting their gazes in unison.