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Bai Hai's expression turned grim. As the Bai family's eldest grandson, how could he possibly fail to discern the authenticity of a painting? Xiao Tian had just humiliated him in front of everyone.

Before Bai Hai could respond, the other antique dealers erupted in anger. "You mutt, who gave you the right to speak?" one barked. "I've been in the antique trade for two or three decades