Divine Doctor Dragon Master

The visitor was indeed Xiao Zhenghai.

"Mr. Xiao, your presence truly brings honor to our Wen Family!" Old Mr. Wen immediately stood up to welcome him.

The Xiao Family was a prominent clan in Jinling, an exceptionally top-tier existence among second-rate noble families.

Compared to these lesser wealthy families, their presence was like a demotion, a crushing defeat.

"Hmm," Xiao Zhenghai said indifferently, "I heard that Old Mr. Wen has a gift for me, but I wonder, where exactly is this gift?"

His attitude was lofty and arrogant, less like a guest at a birthday banquet and more like an emperor bestowing honors on his subjects.

Old Mr. Wen hurriedly responded, "We purchased this authentic work of Tang Yin from Fengya Residence especially to present to the Xiao Family as a gift, hoping Mr. Xiao will kindly accept!"

"Wen Wu, why aren't you bringing out the gift yet?"

At those words, Wen Wu immediately took out the gift and unfolded the scroll in front of Xiao Zhenghai.

"Mr. Xiao, this is genuinely an authentic work!"

At one glance, Xiao Zhenghai was also full of excitement, "Not bad, not bad at all. It seems the Wen Family has indeed put in a lot of effort."

His father was a faithful fan of Tang Yin.

Offering this as a gift to him would surely make the Xiao Family Head overjoyed.

"About that cooperative project with the Wen Family, I will be sure to speak well of it to my father."

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao!"

The Wen Family members rejoiced.

After all, for a great clan like the Xiao Family, with assets worth tens of billions, the money to be made from a single project was substantial; even the crumbs falling off their table were enough to satisfy the Wen Family members.

Xiao Zhenghai reached out and took the scroll.

Unexpectedly, in a careless moment, the scroll sank slightly and accidentally touched the drinks on the table!

"No!" Everyone was alarmed and their faces blanched.

Xiao Zhenghai's expression darkened too. An authentic Tang Yin was a treasure, and now, if it had flaws...

He quickly picked it up for a closer look, but to his surprise, the scroll gradually changed its appearance!

It actually split into two layers of paper...

"What is going on?!"

Upon a closer examination, he found that the bottom layer of the scroll turned out to be nylon paper.

And the top layer was clearly a forgery!

"Scoundrels!" he exploded in rage, "How dare you deceive us with a fake painting?!"

"It seems the Wen Family is tired of living!"

He flew into a tempest of rage, slamming the painting down on the table!

"Smack—"

In an instant, the painting was thrown onto the table.

Every face in the room changed color!

"What's going on?!"

"A fake painting?!"

Wen Wu's face turned ashen, and he stuttered cautiously, "Mr. Xiao... this painting was purchased from Fengya Residence as an authentic piece! How could it be a fake?"

"Slap!" Xiao Zhenghai raised his hand and slapped him across the face, his eyes dark and ominous, "Do you take me for a fool? Such an obviously fake painting, do you think I can't see it?"

Wen Wu, clutching his face, grimaced in pain. The slap was so ferocious and powerful that his whole face twitched!

"Slap!"

"Take another look. Is this painting fake or not?!"

Xiao Zhenghai continued to curse furiously.

It was only then that the others seriously examined the painting and found that it was gradually separating into two layers of paper!

"This, this..." Wen Wu's face turned deathly pale, "How could it be a fake?"

Old Mr. Wen's face was full of apology, "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry, we truly didn't do it on purpose. It was just an oversight..."

"An oversight?!" Xiao Zhenghai scoffed again and again, "Are you joking with me? An oversight! You said you bought it from Fengya Residence, didn't you? Could Fengya Residence be selling fakes? You're treating the Xiao Family like fools, aren't you?"

"Damn it all!"

"You old man, you deserve a beating, too!"

He lifted his hand, ready to slap!

However, before he could follow through, his hand was abruptly gripped tightly by a large one!

Qin Jiang held his hand, speaking coldly, "Beat anyone else, I don't care, but you can't touch my grandfather! Withdraw your dog paw! Otherwise... you will bear the consequences."