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?"

her this time. Perhaps Atlas Lincoln found the Buddha statue in the antique store by

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

Christopher and said lightly, "You've studied this thing for so

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

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

or you'll be given punishment."

on Bianca's face changed, and she chuckled, "Grandpa, I won't say anything else."

that, she made a face at Atlas and stuck out her cute

was unruly and willful, she was not a bad person

Hamilton, please go

looked like a replica. However, the inside of this vase is

done a lot of appraisals and went through many books and scrolls to prove that

layer was rough. How did these two completely different workmanships appear on the

grandfather since she was a child, so she

smiled, "Mr. Hamilton, do you want

said happily, "Mr.

Atlas nodded.

moment as well. Her dazed

he still can't figure it out.

Atlas grabbed the vase and gently hit

Clang!

sound, a piece of the vase

are you doing? Do you know how much my grandfather spent to buy this vase?" Bianca's face was

vase on the table and ignored

believed that Christopher should be able to

serious. He waved his hand to stop Bianca from scolding Atlas again, and said in a trembling

up and bowed respectfully to Atlas. "Mr. Lincoln

the person involved. You couldn't find the answer because you wouldn't go

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

about! He smashed our