use he's a man""Speaking of which, she let out another deep sigh. 'I always wanted to prove that I could run Qinshi Group better, but unfortunately, I don't have that chance now.'"Ye Bufan said: "Don'...To everyone's further astonishment, Ye Bufan shook his head without hesitation: "No! This sword is priceless. Since it has come into my hands, it is destined to be with me, and I will absolutely not sell it again."

Fei Tong gritted his teeth and said again, "Little brother, I'm willing to pay 200 million yuan. This is all my savings in this life."

At the sound of this quotation, the entire venue erupted in an uproar. Two hundred million yuan, this is ten times more than the previous 16 million!

I just got it and the price has already gone up like this, I'm making a killing.

Tian Sheng stood beside him, his face contorted in extreme displeasure. If he had known this knife was so valuable, he wouldn't have given it up so easily under any circumstances.

He believed that in a contest of wealth, this young upstart would be no match for him.

But now it's too late, I thought I had really screwed the other party over, but instead, I let slip a huge treasure.

Ye Bufan said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fei, it's not about the money. Even if you offered 2 billion for this knife, I wouldn't sell it."

Feitong's face was filled with disappointment, and he sighed, "Well then, it seems that Fei is fated to have no connection with this blade."

Yes, Longya was sold from his hands. It's a pity he didn't realize it was a treasure before.

He wasn't greedy, though he loved the Dragon Fang. He didn't have any ulterior motives.

After a storm passed, the auction continued. The fourth item up for bid was an ancient scroll painting.

Zhao Liya slowly opened the ancient painting and displayed it to the audience below. It depicted a rushing river.

Although it is just a painting, it can make people feel the momentum of the rushing river.

She said: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the River and Sea Flowing by Wu Daozi, a master painter from China. The starting bid is 5 million. Each subsequent bid must be at least 500,000. Now, let's begin the auction."

Wu Daozi is a renowned painter in China, and countless people love to collect his works. Therefore, as soon as the auction began, everyone present became incredibly enthusiastic.

6 million…

"7 million..."

"10 million..."

Soon, the painting was bid up to $15 million. At such a high price, there were very few people who could continue bidding, and everyone could only sigh with admiration as they withdrew from the auction.

"20 million!"

The bidder is Tian Sheng, he seems to want to vent his frustration from just now.

After he called the price, everyone in attendance simultaneously looked at Ye Bufan, wondering if the young man would continue to clash with Young Master Tian.

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, raised the sign in his hand and shouted, "25 million..."

This time there was no doubling down, after all, the starting price was too high. What if the other party just walked away If that happened, buying such a painting for 40 million yuan wouldn't be worth it at all.

He just wanted to play a trick on this arrogant and spoiled rich kid; he wasn't really interested in the painting.

Tian Sheng glared at him and held up the sign, shouting, "30 million."

"35 million."

Seeing Ye Bufan continue to raise the price, He Shuangshuang whispered, "Xiaofan, don't get into a bidding war, okay This painting isn't worth that much. What if he doesn't follow through"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have a plan!"

This location is not far from Tian Sheng and is right within the range of my spiritual sense.

He wasn't just making random bids, but constantly used his divine sense to observe Tian Sheng's emotional changes, even the speed of his blood flow and heartbeat.

One can easily guess where this guy's bottom line is by observing his physical changes, but he hasn't reached it yet.

Indeed, Tian Sheng once again raised his sign: "$35 million!"

Ye Bufan shouted, "40 million."

A gasp rippled through the crowd. A painting selling for 40 million yuan was the highest price seen at the auction so far.

This time, Tian Sheng didn't immediately bid. He hesitated, unsure if the kid really wanted to buy the painting or if he was trying to trick him again.

He turned his head to look back, but found that Ye Bufan's expression was calm and composed, as if he was unfazed by anything, not revealing any clues at all.

"45 million."

He raised the sign again, increasing the bid by 5 million. At the same time, he made a silent decision in his heart: if the other party shouted out a price of 50 million, he would immediately withdraw.

Ke Yefan without hesitation placed the good cards on the table and smiled, "I withdraw."

"Um..."

Tian Sheng instantly felt like he'd been tricked again, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "If you have no money, just say so. This is a genuine work by Wu Daozi, it's definitely worth this price."

On the auction stage, Zhao Liya called out three times and then slammed her gavel. Soon, a waiter brought the ancient painting to Tian Sheng's hand.

After Ye Bufan had settled the bill, he gave a slight smile: “Congratulations, Master Tian. You spent 50 million on a fake painting.”

"Fake painting That's impossible!" Tian Sheng exclaimed. "Boy, you can't have your cake and eat it too, can you This is the filming location for the world-famous marketplace, and you dare say it's fake"

Ye Bufan said, "The appraisers at the Tiandi Marketplace are also human beings. Since they are human, it is possible for them to make mistakes. Therefore, it is not strange that one or two fake paintings were auctioned off."

"Nonsense." Tian Sheng said, looking at Fei Tong, "Head Steward, this boy actually said that the paintings you sold are fake."

He originally wanted to provoke Fei Tong, but after a moment's hesitation, Fei Tong said, "What this young brother said is right. The appraisers in our mall are also human, and if they are human, they can make mistakes."

For example, just that ancient sword we had earlier. We missed out on it.

So, for the items sold in our online marketplace, we can only say that our appraisers have determined them to be authentic. We cannot guarantee their authenticity.

"And the rules of our Tianxia Marketplace, once sold, we are not responsible."

This is indeed honest. No matter where it's placed, no appraiser would dare guarantee that their appraisal of an item is 100% accurate.

Only artworks authenticated by the Tiandi Market have a greater likelihood of being genuine.

"This..." Tian Sheng's expression faltered, but he still said stubbornly, "No matter what, the painting in my hand is definitely an authentic work, it can't be a fake."

"Ye Bufan said, "Tian Dashao, could you lend me your painting to take a look"

"Look if you want, I don't believe you can tell it's a fake."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tian Sheng naturally couldn't back down. He raised his hand and passed the painting over.

Compared to him, he trusted the antique market more. After all, the appraisers there were experts in antiques, while this kid hadn't even touched the painting.

All eyes were on Ye Bufan, wondering how he had determined that the painting of surging seas was a fake.

Feitong also looked at him intently, wanting to see if this young man would create another miracle.

Ye Bufan carefully looked at the painting in his hand for a long time without speaking.

Tian Sheng said triumphantly, “How is it Are you surprised How could the painting I bought be fake If you can identify it as fake, I will burn it immediately and not owe you a penny…”

Before he could finish his words, Ye Bufan reached out and pinched a thread from the silk painting. A single thread appeared in his hand.

With a sudden yank, there was a tearing sound. The painting, said to be worth 50 million yuan, was instantly ruined.

Tian Sheng's expression changed, and he angrily said, "Ye, what are you doing You destroyed my painting!"

Ye Bufan smiled faintly, "Just a fake painting, nothing to make a fuss about. I'm doing Young Master Tian a favor, saving you the trouble of burning it."

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