Tang Jun was eager to hear the news that these experts couldn't determine, and seeing Xie Daoyuan and Zhuang Xiangyang both at a loss, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes, as he said urgently:
"I feel sometimes this stuff isn't necessarily reliable; the antiquities trade is too mysterious with truth and falsehood intertwined. Since both teachers can't spot the issue, then this coin is real!"
"That's where you're wrong, Little Tang. Fake things can never become real!"
Zhuang Xiangyang disagreed with Tang Jun's opinion, sighed deeply, and slowly shook his head, saying:
"The essence and nature of antiques are not in the object's intrinsic value, but in the historical spirit, energy, and essence it carries through time."
"So, if the feeling is off, it's actually sensing a difference in spirit, energy, and essence. Don't be fooled by Huo Sining's youth; her intuition in this aspect is sharper than us old folks."
