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Antique Street, Painting Shop.

The interior of the store was vast. The walls were filled with calligraphy and paintings, and they were quiet and concentrated. The fragrance of tea wafted in the air.

"I must thank the two old masters for their gifts this time."

Zhang Yang sipped a mouthful of tea. With a happy expression, he took the initiative to speak. On the table by the side