"What? How's that possible?" a rich young master immediately asked in disbelief.
"What a joke. Who doesn't know how to make up lies? I was just about to say that Master Xuan Jing lives next door." Another young master laughed, causing the others to laugh.
"None of Master Xuan Jing's paintings are the same, and each one's a unique authentic piece. If she can say that Second Young Master Yan's painting is a fake based on a single difference, then I can also say that the one in her hands is a fake even if she really has one." Suspicion and ridicule toward Bai Lin were everywhere.
Bai Lin turned a deaf ear to these voices, as if she did not care at all.
Yan Yuan was stunned. He did not expect Bai Lin to say such words.
