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.
