Xiao Mingyi purchased the painting to understand the martial intent depicted in it and improve his cultivation. Several young people gathered around, praising Xiao Mingyi for being able to afford the 1,000,000 gold coins required to buy the painting. As Yun Lan’s disciple, Xiao Mingyi was wealthier than most people present, including Du Mingze.0

“Congratulations, Brother Xiao, for obtaining Master Kuang’s painting. You’re too lucky!” Wan Yichun flattered Xiao Mingyi. Master Kuang originated from Zen City. This painting was set against the backdrop of the Great Row Mountain Range and undoubtedly authentic.0

“You’re too polite. If I hadn’t come to Zen City, I would’ve missed such a great opportunity,” Xiao Mingyi said smugly. The painting had not been on display for long and was not widely recognized. Even if someone did recognize it, the high price would deter 99% of potential buyers.0

But when the sudden voice disrupted the complements, Xue Chou roared, “Brat, what are you talking about? How dare you say Master Kuang’s painting is worthless? Do...0