"Lin Feng, even if you were right about the date. It is an artist's seal from March 19th, but... what does this have to do with Zhu Da of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou? Hmph! This still cannot prove you were right, the bet we just made requires compelling evidence."
At this juncture, Zhao Zhongnan fully demonstrated his characteristic shamelessness and stubbornness, insisting so.
As a result, even Qin Yanran couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to retort, "Uncle Zhao! Even grandma just said that many of Zhu Da's other paintings contain this March 19th seal that looks like a little turtle. Isn't that enough to be considered convincing evidence?"
"Yanran, perhaps your grandma never told you. Determining the value and authenticity of an ancient painting isn't something you can conclude with just one or two pieces of dubious evidence. Moreover, that March 19th might just be coincidentally similar, right? We don't even know what it means, so how can it be convincing?"
