1100: C1100 Believe It or Not

C1100 Believe It or Not

Lu Feng, on the other hand, sneered when he saw everyone standing on his side.

He wanted to see how the situation would end with this kid in front of him.

"Rumor? You are too narrow-minded. "

Yue Feng looked at the middle-aged man and shook his head.

Saying that the matter of the England Royal Family was just a rumor, Yue Feng did admire their ability to make up a story.

"What do you mean? Are you questioning us? "

The middle-aged man's expression turned cold.

"No, no, no, don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting you." I mean, everyone here has no eyes at all. "

Yue Feng smiled faintly.

"You!"

Everyone was stunned and glared at Yue Feng.

"Brat, you want to cause trouble? Do you know where this place is, or what kind of people are here?! "

The servant said and glared coldly at Yue Feng.

"Hehe, I was only reminding you out of good intentions, it's fine if you don't believe me, but what does it matter to you if you mock and ridicule me? I have no obligation to explain it to you. If you have the chance to get this bronze item in the cupboard, you'd better weigh it. "

Yue Feng said as he dusted himself off and turned to leave.

He had only taken two steps before …

"Wait!"

Fann Ni called out to him.

"Ms. Fann Ni, is there anything else?"

Yue Feng tilted his head and smiled faintly.

"You mean that the weight of this sword is wrong? How do you know his weight through the glass? "

Fann Ni's eyes were fixed on Yue Feng, as if she was trying to find the answer from Yue Feng's face.

"Weight, heh heh, Miss Fann Ni, this brat is a madman. If he said that his length was reduced by even a little bit, I'm afraid we would still believe him."

The servant said.

"The Emperor of Yue's Hook Sword has a height of 55.7 cm, a width of 4.6 cm, a stem length of 8.4 cm and a weight of 875 grams. "So you're saying, this one in front of us doesn't weigh 875 grams?"

Lu Feng said.

Everyone was even more surprised to hear Lu Feng give the data of the Emperor of Yue's Hook Sword to them.

As expected, the expert was an expert. He could remember every single detail clearly.

"Mr Lu, I think that this person is just looking for trouble. Why would you care about him?"

"That's right, Mr Lu is after all a first class appraiser certified by China's Ancient Artifact Association, how can he not be able to differentiate this much truth from falsehood?"

"Yes, this kid. It's one thing for him to make a fool out of himself, but he still dares to doubt Mr Lu, and he dares to spout such arrogant words!"2

"That's right, Mr Lu, there's no need to bother with a madman. Who knows, he might be chased out by the Rhone Consortium later."

Everyone chimed in.

They were flattering him rather well.

Of course, those who understood quietly left. Those who stayed behind to watch the show were naturally those who flattered Lu Feng. Therefore, they only wanted to curry favor with Lu Feng.

"Whether you are or not, you can tell for yourselves. It has nothing to do with me."

After Yue Feng said this, he turned around and left, leaving everyone with a view of his back.

Fann Ni didn't know why, but she felt somewhat conflicted and depressed.

"Get someone to check out that kid's background. Let's see if he's someone who snuck in from the outside."

Lu Feng said to the servant beside him.

"Yes, Big Brother Lu. I'll go and do it immediately."

Thus, the servant quickly left.

"Mr. Lu, why do you have to be angry at an ordinary person?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked towards Lu Feng.

He was the person that Yue Feng had 'targeted' him.

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