But when Xia Liang spoke, Fang Youxue's doubts vanished, and she cheered up.
"No, impossible." On the other side, Luo Bupan still wore a look of disbelief. "I already told you, Tang Yin never painted the 'Rain in Mountain Residence Painting.' I was lying to you all! There might be a valuable painting underneath this one, but it can't possibly be the 'Mountain Dwelling in the Rain.' How can something that doesn't exist be real?"
"Whether it's real or not isn't for you to decide," Xia Liang said with a smile. "There's a senior painting expert on this Antique Street with an incredibly sharp eye. No painting can get past him."
With that, Xia Liang picked up the painting and walked out of Luo Bupan's shop with Fang Youxue.
Watching them leave, Luo Bupan's heart began to race. He knew just how valuable a genuine Tang Yin painting would be. Everything in his shop combined probably couldn't match its worth!
