Mo chengyun's ancient painting had attracted the covetous eyes of XY organization before it could be appraised by others. If Wen Muchu had not taken the initiative in advance, it would have caused a bloody storm.
Therefore, mo chengyun had hidden the ancient painting well after he had returned home last night.
However, he was still unwilling to give up because he still didn't know if the ancient painting was real or not.
Early in the morning, he asked brother Jiang to send people to protect him. He took the ancient painting and planned to use elder SU's plan to borrow his east wind.
He didn't expect elder su to take out an ancient painting that was exactly the same as his.
He was instantly dumbfounded,'elder su, why do you have such a painting? Did you steal mine?"
Elder su was so angry that he was eating his beard and glaring.
"Steal yours? Hehe, young master mo, think carefully before you speak. I spent 50 million to buy this, hehe."
