Seraphina Sterling pointed out everything she saw, one by one. Her analysis was both detailed and accurate. Michelle Galloway's expression shifted, but she stubbornly held her ground. "The issues you've mentioned do exist, but that's just because this Purple Clay Teapot has been around for so long. A little damage is to be expected."
Miles Galloway, however, remained silent. His gaze was locked on the Purple Clay Teapot, his expression growing increasingly rigid and grim.
"Fine. Even if you think all the issues I just raised are due to its age, I have one more piece of evidence!" With that, Seraphina Sterling picked up the worn Purple Clay Teapot. "If I'm not mistaken, this teapot was mass-produced. The body is too light, which means other types of clay were likely mixed in. Based on these three points, I am one hundred percent certain this Purple Clay Teapot is nothing more than a high-quality imitation!"
Michelle Galloway fell silent, unable to think of a rebuttal.
