KMA: Kickass Man A Is Back

In Christopher's study, there was a tea table in the middle and three wooden racks, which were full of all kinds of antiques.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Lincoln!"

Christopher walked to the wooden rack, picked up a sandalwood box, and took out a vase from it.

Seeing this, Bianca, who had barged into the room, suddenly let out a surprised cry. "Grandpa, how can you show such an important thing to an outsider?"

Christopher scolded, "Nonsense. I asked Mr. Lincoln to help me!"

"Mr. Lincoln, please continue!"

Bianca walked over briskly and stood by. And her delicate face was full of vigilance as she looked at Atlas Lincoln.

As if she was saying that, I must expose your scheme, big liar!

Atlas didn't bother to care about this spoiled little girl. He focused all his attention on the vase in front of him.

Although this vase did not contain Spiritual Power, Atlas could feel that it exuded an ancient energy.

Most people relied on knowledge to appraise antiques, and cultivators could completely distinguish the authenticity by the "Energy" on it.

Every ancient object had an ancient energy, or aura.

Atlas studied the vase carefully. It was clearly an antique. However, the paint of the outer layer suggested the rough workmanship, which was enough for everyone, even a layman like Atlas to tell that it was a fake one.

This was really odd. No wonder even an expert like Christopher couldn't distinguish.

"Mr. Lincoln, can you find anything?" Christopher asked expectantly.

Atlas did not say a word and continued to size it up.

Bianca said sarcastically, "Grandpa, I've already said that he's only one or two years older than me. What kind of appraisal experience would he have? You see that now?"

this time. Perhaps Atlas Lincoln found the Buddha statue

stop pretending. I’m here, and you can't deceive my grandfather! Bianca raised his delicate face

at Christopher and said lightly, "You've studied

more proud. She yelled, "Grandpa, look, he doesn’t know at all. He

disappointment appeared on Christopher's face. However, Atlas was invited by him. Even if Atlas could not see through it, he had to treat him with

Mr. Lincoln or you'll be given punishment." Christopher said

and she chuckled,

face at Atlas and stuck out

He could see that although this little girl was unruly and willful, she was not a bad

Hamilton, please go

to my research, this vase looked like a replica. However, the inside of this vase is a real

through many books and scrolls to prove that the inner material of this vase is authentic."

rough. How did these two completely different workmanships appear on the same item? I really can't figure it

attentively as well. She had been following her grandfather since she was a child, so she was also

smiled, "Mr. Hamilton, do you want

he said happily, "Mr. Lincoln, you have

Atlas nodded.

for a moment as well. Her dazed look was extremely adorable.

for so long, but he still can't figure it out. How can you see it

mysterious smile, Atlas grabbed the vase and gently hit it against the corner

Clang!

sound, a piece of the vase was smashed.

you doing? Do you know how much my grandfather spent to buy this vase?"

table and ignored Bianca. Instead, he smiled

that Christopher should be able

from scolding Atlas

stood up and bowed respectfully to Atlas. "Mr. Lincoln is really

You couldn't find the answer because you wouldn't go

knowledge at such a young age, but is not complacent at all. You are better than countless people in the antique world who call themselves masters!" Christopher

are you talking about! He smashed our vase. And now you're complimenting him!" Bianca yelled in confusion.