"This painting is an excellent imitation, almost identical to the original, and the aging techniques used are also very sophisticated. If it weren't for a professional to appraise it, it would be hard to tell it's a fake."
Chen Yu's assessment was quite fair, as he had almost subconsciously believed it to be an authentic piece when he first saw the painting.
Mengluos laughed heartily.
"Mr. Chen, you have quite the eye. I've had this painting for ten years and only last year did I discover that it was a forgery."
Chen Yu was taken aback, Mengluos's mindset was truly extraordinary.
If others found out that a collection they'd cherished for ten years was fake, they would probably be devastated, yet he seemed so nonchalant about it.
"Mr. Mengluos, I don't mean to offend, but don't you think you should dispose of this painting first?"
Mengluos waved his hand dismissively.
