"Snap!"
The lighter ignited the alcohol ball, and a blue flame flared up.
Zhao Guo'an motioned for everyone to come closer and said, "Look at the color of this flame. At a glance, it seems normal, but is there another color within the blue?"
After observing for a moment, Zhen Jinghan asked puzzledly, "What does this mean?"
"It means the material is impure. Also, watch and you'll see, it won't burn for long." Zhao Guo'an gave a profound smile.
Xiao Feng thought to himself, isn't this obvious? It's not an alcohol lamp. How long do you expect it to burn?
But realizing that Old Zhao was showing off and considering the fright he received earlier, Xiao Feng decided not to call him out.
Once the alcohol ball extinguished, Zhao Guo'an clapped his hands and stood up, pointing to the ground as he concluded, "This is what you call fake alcohol. You thought it was some kind of treasure."
