Luo Wanbai held the gift box in her hand, which she had carefully chosen. Her face was filled with feigned modesty and gentleness.
"Young Miss Luo is really generous. I didn't expect this painting to fall into your hands."
"That's right, that's right. I heard that this painting is Daoist Wu's famous painting. Its value alone is immeasurable."
"You had really put in a lot of effort…"
When they heard Luo Wanbai say that she had the 87 Immortals' Scroll, everyone's expressions were filled with surprise.
Although this was Old Master Cheng's grand birthday banquet, as soon as this painting appeared, it directly dwarfed the previous gifts.
Even though she was mentally prepared, Luo Wanbai still had a smug smile on her face when she replied.
She seemed to inadvertently turn sideways and look in the direction where Old Master Cheng was sitting.
