Ma San, who had just arrived at the shop's entrance, staggered when he heard the price of eight million!
He stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Ren Xueying, then spoke somewhat bewilderedly, "Beauty, you're not joking, right?"
If this painting is really worth eight million, you are a complete idiot!
Great wealth was already within grasp, and then that kid forcefully snatched it away?
"Miss, do I look like I'm joking?" Ren Xueying spoke indifferently, turning her gaze back to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan, meanwhile, was not paying attention to Ren Xueying. He took out a bottle of mineral water and poured it over the surface of the scroll!
Splash!
Everyone present was shocked.
"Young man, what are you doing?"
"Yeah! The lady just offered eight million, and now you're ruining the painting?"
"Sigh!"
The crowd sighed in unison, but Ren Xueying's eyes lit up at Ye Fan's actions.
It seemed today she had encountered an expert!
