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?"

Christopher did not reprimand her this time. Perhaps Atlas Lincoln found the Buddha statue in the antique store by chance?

"If you don't know it, then stop pretending. I'm here, and you can't deceive my grandfather! Bianca raised his delicate face arrogantly, looking as if she had seen through him.

But Atlas ignored her. He looked at Christopher and said lightly, "You've studied this thing for so long. What have you found?"

Bianca was even more proud. She yelled, "Grandpa, look, he doesn't know at all. He lied. Don't you believe me now?"

A look of 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 courtesy.

"Bianca, stop disrespecting Mr. Lincoln or you'll be given punishment." Christopher said seriously.

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

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

Atlas smiled slightly. He could see that although this little girl was unruly and willful, she was not a bad person and was just in the rebellious period, who wouldn't easily admit her mistake. "Mr. Hamilton, please go ahead."

Christopher started, "According to my research, this vase looked like a replica. However, the inside of this vase is a real glazed pottery."

"I have done a lot of appraisals and went through many books and scrolls to prove that the inner material of this vase is authentic."

"However, the outer layer was rough. How did these two completely different workmanships appear on the same item? I really can't figure it out!" Bianca listened attentively as well. She had been following her grandfather since she was a child, so she was also interested in such a bizarre item. Atlas smiled, "Mr. Hamilton, do you want to know the answer?"

Christopher was stunned, and then he said happily, "Mr. Lincoln, you have the answer?"

Atlas nodded.

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

"Humph, my grandfather has been studying it for so long, but he still can't figure it out. How can you see it in such a short time? You're bragging!" With a little mysterious smile, Atlas grabbed the vase and gently hit it against the corner of the table!

Clang!

With a crisp sound, a piece of the vase was smashed.

"What are you doing? Do you know how much my grandfather spent to buy this vase?" Bianca's face was filled with anger as she screamed.

Atlas placed the broken vase on the table and ignored Bianca. Instead, he smiled at Christopher.

Atlas believed that Christopher should be able to understand his intentions.

Sure enough, Christopher's face suddenly became serious. He waved his hand to stop Bianca from scolding Atlas again, and said in a trembling voice, "I see, I see!"

Christopher stood up and bowed respectfully to Atlas. "Mr. Lincoln is really an expert. I admire you!"

"Mr. Hamilton, you're welcome. The bystander sometimes would see more clearly than the person involved. You couldn't find the answer because you wouldn't go as far as to breaking it." Atlas said.

"Mr. Lincoln has such 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 praised him sincerely. "Grandpa, what on earth are you talking about! He smashed our vase. And now you're complimenting him!" Bianca yelled in confusion.

Christopher waved at her and said with a smile, "Bianca, come take a look!"

Bianca walked over in surprise. From the crack of the vase, she saw what was inside.

It turned out that there was another vase in it!

Christopher took out a pair of pliers and carefully clamped away the cracked outer layer.

An intact vase appeared in front of them.

"This is the real glazed pottery!" Christopher said with a sigh, and there was even affection in his eyes.

Bianca was also amazed. "So someone has made a replicated layer to protect this real glazed pottery. What a brilliant method!" Christopher nodded and said, "It's indeed brilliant, but Mr. Lincoln still saw through it. It proves that Mr. Lincoln is better!"

Bianca looked at Atlas and suddenly felt that he was actually very handsome.

Christopher said, "Bianca, apologize to Mr. Lincoln!"

"Ah, okay!" Bianca blushed and lowered her head. She apologized in a low voice, like a mosquito's humming. "Mr. Lincoln, I've offended you before. Please forgive me!"

Atlas smiled, "It doesn't matter."

Looking at the clock, it was time for the Cho family to finish their meal.

"I have something to do, so I'll take my leave!" Atlas said.

Christopher said hurriedly, "Wait a minute, Mr. Lincoln, please give me the honor to express my gratitude. Well, I have a lot of collections and some of them are valuable. Mr. Lincoln, you can choose one as a gift!"

Atlas shook his head and said, "It's alright. Goodbye, Mr. Hamilton!"

Christopher did have a lot of collections, which were very valuable, but none of them contained Spiritual Energy, so Atlas did not need them.

"Let me see you off!" Christopher said.

Standing at the door and watching Atlas leave, Christopher sighed in admiration. "He has the demeanor of a master! Bianca, remember not to offend him in the future!"

Bianca didn't reply. She tilted her head. No one knew what she was thinking.