Ye Chen picked up the bloodstone, weighed it in his hand, and said, "The luster and texture of this bloodstone indeed are indistinguishable from real bloodstone, but everyone, please look at the engravings. The carving is too meticulous; it's obviously modern. Moreover, the luster of real bloodstone is soft with a waxy sheen, but this one is too bright."
As he spoke, Ye Chen lifted the bloodstone to his nose and sniffed it: "This bloodstone also has the dampness of soil, clearly having been intentionally buried for aging. It hadn't been dug up for more than a couple of days, right?"
As soon as Ye Chen spoke, the whole room fell silent.
Li Rongrong was stunned.
Ye Qian was stunned.
Several antique shop owners were also stunned.
The expressions of the middle-aged man and the young man slightly changed.
What Ye Chen said was very professional and made perfect sense.
Could it be that everyone was really wrong, and this bloodstone is fake?