"Inscriptions personally penned by Gu Kaizhi at the end of the Ming and beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Zuo Zongtang's vast desert mountain and river map from the late Qing period, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty's own painting of vibrant springtime..."
Chen Yu listed every piece of calligraphy and painting, then fixed the middle-aged man with a threatening gaze.
"I just want to know which one of these paintings is a fake? If you can point out one today, not only can you take all the paintings here, but I'll also pay you ten billion."
The middle-aged man was stunned and couldn't utter a word.
He was, of course, aware that all these paintings were authentic; his coming here to cause trouble was purely deliberate, with the intention of taking all the paintings away.
Chen Yu didn't indulge him, but immediately stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder.
"But if you can't pick one out, then you'll have to buy them at the market price outside."
