Chapter 605: Chapter 598: Something Happened
Ye Tian’s indifferent words echoed in everyone’s minds for a long time: "This so-called treasure of the store is a fake."
As soon as these words were spoken, the excited atmosphere in Yashi Pavilion faded, as everyone knew that the treasure of Yashi Pavilion on Wangfujing Street was supposed to be an authentic Gu Kaizhi painting.
Everyone who came to Wangfujing Street hoped to observe this unparalleled masterpiece up close.
After so many years, now a young man casually says it’s a fake.
The whole crowd went into an uproar.
The wrinkles on the face of Gong Yun twitched slightly, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Gong Yashi’s eyes widened in anger, her face turning red, as she looked at Ye Tian, seemingly wanting to eat him alive.
"Hey, don’t push your luck. This was appraised personally by my grandfather, costing us 120 million. What evidence do you have to claim it’s a fake?"
Gong Yashi clenched her fists and glared at Ye Tian.
However, she wasn’t as harsh or aggressive as before. Instead, her tone carried more blame, possibly due to the strange physical reaction caused by her first kiss being taken by Ye Tian.
This young man really dares to speak!
He actually said the treasure of Yashi Pavilion is a fake!
Even though it’s certified by countless artifact appraisal experts as an authentic Gu Kaizhi painting!
In these past few years, countless collectors from all over the country have flown to the Capital City, to Wangfujing Street, just for this painting.
The wealthy onlookers stared at Ye Tian with curious eyes, hoping for a reasonable explanation.
Elder Gong took a deep breath, knowing that Ye Tian was not simple, and potentially a master appraiser himself, respectfully saying:
"Young brother, many have appraised this painting and deemed it authentic. Are you sure you weren’t mistaken?"
Ye Tian strode to the painting, stroked it a few times, and blandly said: "I can guarantee it’s a fake."
His tone was as casual and simple as stating one plus one equals two.
Gong Yun stepped forward, came to Ye Tian, bowed with clasped hands, and sincerely said:
"I am Gong Yun, and I dare to seek your guidance, sir."
"Grandfather, are you crazy?" Gong Yashi widened her eyes in shock at her grandfather, seemingly wanting to see if he was joking.
Her grandfather’s status was exceptionally high; even billionaires had to respectfully call him Elder Gong.
Even Martial Artists revered him, yet he bowed to Ye Tian.
"The painting is fake, but its value is still high."
"It’s best if I don’t destroy it."
Ye Tian shook his head, looking intrigued as he played with the ancient painting.
"Hey, what exactly are you saying? Fake but valuable? Are you here to cause trouble for Yashi Pavilion using this Autumn Wind Holding Fan Painting?"
Gong Yashi walked to Ye Tian, suppressing her urge to act, and stared at him fiercely.
"You tsundere," Ye Tian gently pinched Gong Yashi’s face and smiled, "Old man, do you really want me to say it?"
"You... let go."
Gong Yashi’s body trembled, Ye Tian’s hand on her face felt warm and smooth, like an electric current passing through her.
"Please guide us, sir," Gong Yun nodded solemnly and bowed slightly, speaking sincerely.
"The reason why none of you could appraise it as fake is because..."
"The forger used a secret technique of Martial Artists to replicate it."
Before Ye Tian finished speaking, Gong Yun was shocked and shouted: "What!!"
Ye Tian continued smilingly: "This Martial Artist was quite skilled and used Spiritual Energy to embellish the painting, making it look lifelike, almost indistinguishable from the real thing."
"I believe only this Martial Artist would waste Spiritual Energy to forge a fake painting."
A few wealthy men’s eyes flashed with a sharp light, secretly dialing several numbers, unclear who they were calling.
Gong Yun’s expression grew increasingly solemn, his eyes scanning the surroundings cautiously as an invisible pressure descended.
"Old man, the Spiritual Energy in this painting can create an Earth-rank Martial Artist..."
Ye Tian’s final words were like ten nuclear bombs exploding in Gong Yun’s heart,
"What?"
"An Earth-rank Martial Artist!!!!"
Gong Yashi nearly screamed upon hearing the term Earth-rank.
From a young age, she followed her grandfather to various social occasions, and studied cultivation with Gong Family’s Martial Artists but had little talent and couldn’t endure the hardship.
Hence, she gave up Martial Arts, inheriting Gong Family’s Treasure Appraisal.
Yet, she knew well what Earth-rank meant!
A typical Yellow-grade Martial Artist can punch through a tree large enough for three men to encircle, possessing several hundred pounds of force.
An Earth-rank Martial Artist can kill a trained ordinary commando squad with bare hands.
Earth-rank Martial Artists can withstand low-level firearms without flinching.
In Huaxia, Earth-rank Martial Artists can nearly control life and death!
In Huaxia, apart from places like the Capital City and Shanghai where Martial Arts families gather, having an Earth-rank Martial Artist in the family means unbeaten supremacy!
No need to heed other families!
Gong Yun, exhilarated, bowed ninety degrees to Ye Tian and said, "Sir, your great kindness will never be forgotten by Gong Family."
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Liu, come in immediately!"
Gong Yun shouted sternly, and two men in black robes with fierce demeanors, both Dark Rank Martial Artists, emerged from the Yashi Pavilion.
"Elder Gong, what are your orders?" The two men bowed slightly and spoke in low voices.
"You two, guard this painting. No one is allowed to approach!!"
Gong Yun’s face was extremely solemn.
"Sir, may I have your name?" Gong Yun looked at Ye Tian respectfully, clasping his hands.
"Ye Tian, Ye as in leaves, Tian as in sky."
Ye Tian’s lips curved into a bright smile, realizing the old man was smart to take immediate actions.
Since a painting that could help someone break through to Earth-rank was invaluable beyond measure, no wonder Gong Yun treated him kindly.
"Ring ring ring~~~"
Suddenly, a phone rang in Ye Tian’s pocket.
"Hello, who is this?"
Ye Tian picked up the phone and brought it to his ear. His expression, initially as pleasant as a spring breeze, instantly changed.
"Courting death!!!"
After speaking, his whole aura transformed, like a Divine King overlooking mortals.
A chilling killing intent spread, making the entire Yashi Pavilion seem to drop several degrees. An Momo shivered nearby, quietly moving closer to Ye Tian.
"Momo, come with me!"
Ye Tian grabbed An Momo’s hand, eyes blazing with anger, and walked away briskly.
As Ye Tian left, Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu stood frozen, sweat like beans rolling down their temples.
Too powerful, just a hint of his aura was enough to kill them a hundred times.
"Elder Gong, this man is not to be provoked." Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu whispered in shock in Gong Yun’s ear.
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