Xiao Kai grinned, "What about the second match?"
"Tomorrow, that was just the first match," Ning Yuan regained his confidence, "Tomorrow morning, same rules, I'll come to pick you up."
"Don't you want to tell me what we're playing?" Xiao Kai asked, "You have to let me prepare."
Ning Yuan shook his head, "Of course not."
"You're giving up already?" Lao Liu shouted from below, "There were still opportunities!"
Ning Yuan smiled bitterly, shook his head, then walked out of the gaming room.
"Not bad, this kid is quite strong," the erudite man praise, "To think of conceding now, it's a shame. If I could properly guide him, the future would be limitless!"
Xiao Kai, accompanied by the two women, left the building as they were mobbed by enthusiastic people. Some wanted interviews, some wanted him as a master, others wanted to spar, and a few girls approached Xiao Kai for his contact information, but they were firmly suppressed by Ning Qing and Xiao Yun. Seeing these two stunning women, the girls quickly slunk away.
Lao Liu approached Ning Yuan and asked, "Why did you give up? There were still opportunities."
"No chances left," Ning Yuan watched Xiao Kai's back as he left the lobby, then finally bowed his head and said, "This time, I concede with all my heart."
"Is it really that extreme?" Gu Dao patted his shoulder, "I believe the game could still continue. How about we try?"
"Let's do it," Ning Yuan sighed, "This move is too extraordinary. If I make two more moves, I'll have no chance."
Not one to give up, Lao Liu pulled Ning Yuan back to the No. 1 Heavenly Room. By this time, Xiao Kai had already left with Xiao Yun and Ning Qing.
Ning Yuan gestured to Lao Liu, "You make the next move."
Lao Liu nodded and didn't even look at Xiao Kai's last move, instead, he made a move on the board and chuckled, "Ning Yuan, you're just being intimidated by him. His move was just a feint, it was meaningless, of course, you can't see through it."
Ning Yuan, however, shook his head, picked up a black piece, and placed it in another inexplicable position.
"Uh..." Lao Liu was confused, "Another feint? Ning Yuan, are you feeling uneasy?"
Ning Yuan smiled, "Just focus on playing. I'm fine."
After scrutinizing for a while, Lao Liu confirmed that the move held no significance. Then he made a move on his own. These two moves gave him a strong advantage, as a significant area on the board came under his attack.
"Exactly, that's it," Gu Dao clapped, "With such a move, white would win."
"It won't win," Ning Yuan finally sighed, "This move is exceptionally brilliant, beyond any pattern I know. Not only can't Gu Dao see it, I can't see it, even Lao Liu hasn't seen it till now." He said and lifted a piece to a particular position on the board.
The moment this piece was placed, the entire situation changed dramatically!
"A move to break two threats!" Gu Dao shouted in amazement, "I can't believe it, it's a move to break two threats!"
Lao Liu remained silent, his mouth wide open, frozen in the posture from a minute ago.
After a few minutes, Lao Liu took a deep breath, "I submit, I'm also submitting."
Xiao Kai came out of the Bai Shi Dojo with the two women, and they looked at each other, feeling exhilarated. They burst into laughter, but after a while, Xiao Yun suddenly pulled Xiao Kai's arm, "Hey."
"What's up?" Xiao Kai grinned, "Sister, did I do well today?"
"Yes, you did really well," Xiao Yun's eyes rolled, "So, I've decided to reward you."
"What's the reward?" Xiao Kai asked.
Xiao Yun gave a charming smile, suddenly leaned over, and kissed Xiao Kai on the face.
Her lips were soft and warm, and as her face approached, the slight fragrance entered Xiao Kai's nostrils, leaving him dumbfounded.
"Hehe, this is a reward for the first match," Xiao Yun's face turned slightly red, looking adorably playful. Xiao Kai was used to seeing her seductive side, but this was the first time he saw her youthful and lively side, feeling extremely surprised but also captivated, leaving him speechless for a moment.
"Keep up the good work tomorrow too!" Xiao Yun looked into Xiaokai's eyes, her eyes showing infinite tenderness.
"Well, I will definitely do my best." Xiaokai looked into her eyes and nodded earnestly.
Ning Qing stood next to them puffing out her cheeks, looking quite unhappy. Xiao Yun turned her head and winked at Ning Qing, the meaning quite clear: "This time, I won."
Early the next day, Ning Yuan confidently drove his Ferrari to their meeting point. "Xiaokai, you're going to lose in the second round!" he declared.
"Hehe, don't be so absolute," Xiaokai retorted. "Wasn't that what you said yesterday? What was the result?"
"Yesterday was an accident," Ning Yuan insisted earnestly. "Today is all about skill."
The car stopped at the entrance of a skyscraper called the "Grand Tower." Ning Yuan walked in ahead.
"Hey, what are we doing here?" Xiaokai asked. "Looks like a business district."
"Yes, today's competition is here," Ning Yuan replied. "Just follow me."
Full of questions, Xiaokai followed Ning Yuan for quite some time until they finally reached a service counter. Ning Yuan whispered for a while, then came back with two beautifully made plaques and handed one to Xiaokai. "Here, take this," he said.
"What is this?" Xiaokai asked, looking at the plaque with "Number 38" written on it.
"This is for the auction," Ning Yuan explained. "I've deposited a million in guarantee for each of these numbers. Let's see who can win better items later."
"A million!" Xiaokai felt a bit shocked. "Do we really have to spend so much money? What are we competing for?"
"This is about our vision and judgment," Ning Yuan proudly said. "There are many items up for auction today, and there are many high-value treasures. A million is neither a lot nor a little. It's just right to test who can get the most worthwhile stuff."
"How do you judge who gets the most valuable item?" Xiaokai asked.
"It's simple," Ning Yuan replied. "When the auction ends, I will invite three international top appraisers to assess. Their unanimous conclusion should be trustworthy, right?"
"Well... all right." Xiaokai was completely unsure, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Yun again.
Xiao Yun nodded at Xiaokai. Compared to yesterday, she was a little more confident today. After all, as the daughter of the Tianyi Group, she also had knowledge of these valuable items.
"Oh, and one more thing," Ning Yuan thought for a moment and added, "Whatever you bid for and get today, whether it's good or bad, it's all on me."
"Um..." Xiaokai was a bit surprised. "You're too kind."
Ning Yuan smiled proudly, but said nothing more. He was a proud person. A million was far less important in his mind than a victory. Besides, if Xiaokai really used the million to buy a treasure, he would not take advantage of it.
The auction hall floor was covered with expensive red carpets, and inside there were private rooms. This was to allow the bidders to remain anonymous. Xiaokai and Xiao Yun walked into private room number 38, and Ning Qing ran over. Meanwhile, Ning Yuan walked into private room number 37 alone.
Then the waitresses brought various refreshments and drinks. After a while, the auction began.
The first item auctioned was a green jade Buddha statue. The host introduced, "This Buddha statue is carved from a single piece of green jade, pure and flawless, with only a slight flaw at the base, which is cleverly hidden in the clouds under the Buddha's feet. The starting price for this Buddha statue is 2 million, with increments of 100,000 each." He banged the gavel and said, "Okay, bidding starts now."
"Should we bid on this?" Xiaokai asked nervously.
"No," Xiao Yun explained. "Generally, in such auctions, the further you go, the more precious the items become. With our million, there's no need to rush for these smaller deals."
"Then when should we bid?" Xiaokai asked.
"Let's wait, since we have only a million, we should wait until the price drops to around 6-7 million to make a move."
The price of the Buddha statue went up from 2 million to 3.2 million, and then no one continued to bid. Indeed, as Xiao Yun had described, it was a "small deal."
There were several items auctioned off in the next half hour, all failing to exceed 5 million. Xiao Yun's attention had already begun to focus, it was time to make a move.
This type of auction actually tested one's vision and timing. The value of art and antiques was quite volatile. The key was whether your offer was right, whether you acted at the right time. People are strange creatures, and their attitudes often depend on the moment's feeling. Therefore, almost every auction would have someone take a big advantage and acquire something valuable or, conversely, someone would pay a hefty price for something that wasn't worth it.
There was another case where high-end auctions often became a platform for super-rich to show off and compete, to the point where the price of the item was no longer of concern.
This time, it was a sword.
The whole sword was dark and had no shine. The pattern on the scabbard was quite complicated and antique. The construction of the sword was heavy, clearly more decorative than practical.
As soon as the sword was brought out, Xiaokai felt Xiao Yun become serious.
"Sister, are you going to make a move?" Xiaokai eagerly looked at Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun looked a little strange, then said to Xiaokai, "Haven't you noticed? This is a flying sword."
"A... flying sword..." Xiaokai swallowed hard. "The type that cultivators use?"
Xiao Yun nodded. "It's really strange how a cultivator's flying sword could be lost. However, for normal people, this flying sword is meaningless. Its value depends on its history and artistic value."
At this point, the host had finished introducing the sword, explaining that it was unearthed from a certain ancient tomb, had a history of thousands of years, had a unique shape, showing the ancient craftsmen's artistic skill, and so on. Finally, he said, "The starting price for this mysterious ink sword is 7 million, with a minimum bid increment of 500,000. Bidding starts now."
"Do you want to try?" Xiaokai still had some wild thoughts. This is a flying sword, and he needed one. It was quite humiliating to rely on others' "flying swords" all the time.
"Trying wouldn't hurt," Xiao Yun said. "How about... we start with 7.5 million?"
As she said this, the host excitedly announced, "Number 37 has already placed a bid of 10 million, going straight for 10 million!"
Number 37 was none other than Ning Yuan.
Xiaokai looked at Xiao Yun, and Xiao Yun looked back at him, and suddenly they both looked dumbfounded. Ning Yuan had been silent all along, and they couldn't understand how he could suddenly bid 10 million.
For the wealthy participants in the auction, 10 million was not a big deal. But for Xiaokai, this 10 million was a lot and according to the rules, he could only use a million.
In other words, if he wanted to buy this sword, Xiaokai obviously had no chance now. It would be interesting to see if anyone else would challenge Ning Yuan for this sword.
"To normal people, this sword is just average," Xiao Yun frowned. "Even if Ning Yuan gets this sword, it doesn't mean he has won."
Xiaokai nodded, still a bit puzzled.
The host was already counting down. "10 million for the first time, 10 million for the second time, 10 million for the third... Oh, number 57 has placed a bid of 11 million, is there anyone else interested in bidding?"
The venue quieted down as the sword in the eyes of the crowd was indeed not worth such a high price. At most, it was just an ancient sword with some historical value. Looking at the patterns on the scabbard, they were not necessarily extraordinary. Everyone chose to give up.
As a result, the Xuanmo sword was taken by Number Fifty-Seven for a price of 11 million.
Xiaokai let out a long sigh, feeling relieved, and said, "That was close, that was close. We need to be more careful with the next treasure we bring up."
The next item brought up for auction was a painting.
"The seller of the painting claims that this painting is the authentic work of the legendary Tang Bohu, the 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix.' We have verified the age of this painting using the carbon-14 dating method, and several invited experts have also pointed out that this painting, in terms of style, techniques, and details of the canvas material and texture, also matches historical records to a great extent. After our careful research, we have determined that the credibility of this painting should be around 60 percent. Due to the high difficulty of authenticating calligraphy and painting, we cannot guarantee the absolute authenticity of this painting. It's up to the judgment of everyone present," the host spoke confidently. "The starting price for this painting is also 7 million, with a minimum increment of 500,000. Bidding starts now."
This painting was obviously in a worse position than the previous sword. When it came to something whose authenticity couldn't be determined, people were hesitant, despite its potential for appreciation and preservation. Even if they were willing to bid, they were reluctant to bid high. The host finished speaking, and it took two minutes before someone placed a bid: 7.5 million.
Xiaokai looked at Xiaoyun, who seemed a bit puzzled. After thinking for a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Buy it, for 8 million!"
Xiaokai nodded, about to raise the bid, when he heard the host excitedly say, "Number Thirty-Seven, the gentleman from Number Thirty-Seven, has placed a direct bid of 10 million!"
"Oh my!" Xiaokai couldn't help but exclaim, "What does he mean by this?"
"There's only one possibility," Xiaoyun's face paled, "He must be able to determine that this painting is authentic."
"Yeah, that should be it," Ning Qing couldn't help but join in, "My brother has a high ability to discern cultural relics."
"If that's the case, then it's troublesome," Xiaoyun looked worried. "If this painting is indeed a true work of Tang Bohu, its true value is likely to be more than 20 million, no matter what."
This time there weren't as many twists and turns. For a work whose authenticity couldn't be determined, everyone tacitly chose to give up and preferred to secure the painting with an absolute advantage of 10 million.
Next up was a big one. Xiaokai saw several brawny men carrying a statue of a white jade beauty, and his eyes widened. The white jade beauty looked lifelike, almost no different from a real person. Because she was completely naked, even the intimate parts of her body were clearly visible. But the strangest thing was that there were no traces of carving anywhere on her body, as if she had naturally grown this way.
The host's tone was filled with uncontrollable excitement, "Everyone, everyone, pay attention, the name of this white jade beauty is 'Goddess of Joy.' It is a top-tier natural white jade, warm and smooth to the touch, and has not been carved by anyone. All the shapes developed naturally. The goddess is 1.68 meters tall, just like a real person. Her measurements and body proportions completely adhere to the golden ratio. In short, she is a perfect woman with no flaws, although she doesn't have life."
The host paused and then smiled mysteriously, "But the most wonderful thing about this Goddess of Joy is not here." He ran his hand over the goddess's cheeks, body, waist, and abdomen, and continued, "Please look, the most remarkable thing about the Goddess of Joy is that her entire body's structure is exactly like a real person's. The touch feels nine-tenths similar to a real person, the jade is smooth and warm, and even the most intimate parts have the same structure as a real person's, hehe… hehe…" The host's eyes became lecherous, "If it's quiet at night, and if you're tired of real women, it may be worth a try…"
Xiaokai stared in disbelief, then turned to look at Xiaoyun, who blushed and stared hatefully at the host's gesticulating on the stage. Finally, Xiaokai, not forgetting his actual purpose, hesitantly said, "Shi... senior sister, do you want to buy it?"
"Buy it, definitely buy it," Xiaoyun glared at Xiaokai, "Buy it for me, and then destroy it immediately."
Unfortunately, at this point, Xiaokai wanted to buy it, but he couldn't. The wealthy individuals in attendance had already begun to compete for wealth.
"10 million!"
"11 million!"
"13 million!"
"20 million!"
"25 million!"
"40 million!"
"I bid 50 million!"
...
Xiaokai was completely stunned. As he saw the prices on the display rise all the way to 55 million, finally coming to a stop, the host jubilantly struck the gavel, "55 million, sold!"
Sitting on the sofa in Box Thirty-Seven, Xiaokai burst into laughter; this time, no matter what, he couldn't turn the tables around. Beginning with the Goddess of Joy, the prices of the auction items only went higher, and with just 10 million, one couldn't buy anything anymore.
Xiaokai evidently also noticed the issue. After the Goddess of Joy, the items that followed were all risqué and cunning. The attendees also showed a strong interest involuntarily. Though the starting prices of the items were around 7-8 million, after several heated rounds of bidding, the selling prices all surpassed 30 million. This was the first time Xiaokai had witnessed such a grand occasion, and he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly, finding that the thoughts of these wealthy individuals were truly beyond the understanding of ordinary people, and their spending methods were truly amazing.
"Senior sister, what do we do?" Xiaokai helplessly turned to Xiaoyun. "Do we really have to lose like this?"
Xiaoyun clenched her teeth, uncertain of herself, and said, "Wait a little longer, um, just a little longer."
On the stage, after selling a few high-priced items, the host glanced at the auction item records and suddenly wore a slightly unnatural expression on his face. He cleared his throat and said, "Uh… next up for auction is this piece of stone."
He called it a stone, but it was quite massive, roughly a circle, with an estimated diameter of 1.56 meters. Eight people had to push a large cart before they could place it on the ground, and once placed, the entire ground seemed to sink slightly.
Admittedly, this object made quite an imposing entrance, and everyone's curiosity was piqued.
"This is a 'gamble stone,'" the host's voice was low. "Although we cannot determine whether this cut will bring heaven or hell, regardless, such a large piece of gamble stone can be said to be unprecedented."
As soon as he said this, nearly everyone made a despondent noise and withdrew, clearly showing that they had no interest in the item.
"Sss!" There were sounds of gasping coming from many booths. After a moment, someone in one of the booths began to curse, "Damn, are you crazy for money? You want a million for this piece of stone? What kind of auction house are you running? How could you bring such an item to the auction?"
The host's face was somewhat embarrassed as he explained with a smile, "Actually, we also think the price is a bit high... But the seller insists on this number, and... and this stone is an heirloom from the seller's ancestors. Since the ancestors passed it down, there must be some profound meaning to it. So... so... hehe."
The voice continued to curse, "Profound meaning from the ancestors? Let him gamble on it, why bring it here to gamble? This stone looks like a low-quality one, there's nothing inside, I've been in the jade business for 20 years, I still have some insight. Even if there's jade inside, even if it's a large piece, is it worth a million? Hmph, I think only someone with a brain disorder would buy your stone."
The host's face turned white, he couldn't even say a word. The auction house didn't want to take this stone in the first place, but the owner of the stone was quite forceful and stubborn, insisting on the auction and demanding at least a million. The auction house had no choice but to sell the stone. They placed the stone behind several other valuable items, but unfortunately, gambling on stones is too sensitive, and the appearance of this stone was indeed poor. Although everyone present was wealthy, they were not idiots, no one was willing to do this purely money-driven deal.
"Well, well," the same voice said again, "I don't think this stone will sell, so I'll show some generosity today. I'll take it for fifty thousand. You can split it open for me on the spot. I want everyone present to see what the ancestor's heirloom is really worth."
"This... is not possible," the host said, "At least a million."
"Hahaha, do you really think we're all fools?" the man said angrily, "Fine, I won't buy it. I want to see who's out of their mind enough to buy your stone!"
The host didn't dare to refute, he didn't think the stone could be sold either. He had planned to bring it out to try, and if it didn't work, he could put it away, fulfilling the seller's request. In his eyes, this stone was not worth a million, not even fifty thousand, it was simply worthless. But, there always seems to be someone out of his mind. As soon as the voice fell, someone on this side raised a sign. The host couldn't believe his eyes, and he was overjoyed, "Someone has bid, Mr. Thirty-eight has bid a million!"
Little Kai's mind was not clouded, he had no choice, except for this stone, the items coming up later would definitely not go for less than a million. His one million was a bet against a one in a thousand chance of winning.
Of course, unless someone was out of his mind, Little Kai definitely didn't have a competitor.
"One million once, one million twice, one million three times." The host excitedly struck the gavel, "Good, one million, sold! Please Mr. Thirty-eight come backstage after the auction to complete the formalities."
With no interest in the upcoming auctions, Little Kai left directly with two women and a beautiful attendant guided Little Kai to process the handover. When everything was done, Ningyuan came over with a smile, "How about that, are you satisfied with the loss this time?"
"It's not certain yet," Little Kai said, holding back his breath, "Your painting might not be real, and who can say there's nothing valuable inside that stone?"
"No doubt, there's nothing valuable inside that stone," Ningyuan said, seeing Little Kai waste his million, he was happier than earning a million, "With my professional eye, all I can see inside is stone, and more stone, oh, I missed, there's a piece of jade the size of a fingernail." He laughed heartily, "You don't think that a small piece of jade is worth a million, do you?"
Little Kai stared at him for a long time but finally managed to say, "Your painting might not be real either."
"You're right, my painting is indeed not real," Ningyuan's expression on his face was even more smug, "Because that painting is worth more than you can imagine!"
"Uh... Mr. Yan, hello," the beautiful attendant approached again, "Do you need us to deliver the auction items to a designated location?"
"No need," Ningyuan took over the conversation instead of Little Kai, "Find us a quiet room, we want to do stone gambling on the spot!"
Under the ground floor of the Hua Sheng Building, there was a spacious hall used by the auction house for item appraisal, and it was said that people were going to gamble on stones on the spot. Staff and buyers of all sizes and from all walks of life rushed there. In no time, the hall was crowded with more than thirty people, all successfully wealthy, none of them were wearing suits, all were in casual attire, there were no brand labels on their clothes, only their protruding bellies and the beautiful women accompanying them could show their distinctiveness. They were a scene of beauty and the beast flying together, with jade arms and powder legs all in the same color.
Little Kai was fascinated by the sight and suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder. A voice laughed heartily, "Mr. Yan, you're that number thirty-eight with a mind set on gambling, nice to meet you, I'm called Leilong."
The voice was very familiar, it was the guy who had scolded the host at the auction, Little Kai was surprised, turned his head and saw a face that was fat and black, yellow teeth exposed, and an arrogant look, his hand was hugging a slender waist of a beautiful woman, he was laughing directly at Little Kai. The woman was also dressed revealingly, the small top was almost the same as her bust. It exposed large areas of snow-white skin and a navel as round and pretty as a flower. A strong smell of make-up mixed with the stench from Leilong's mouth, almost made Little Kai nauseous. He couldn't help but step back a couple of steps, frowning, "What do you want?"
"I don't want anything," Leilong looked at Little Kai with a sneer, smiling, "I just want to see who lost a million."
Leilong was known as a prominent jewelry tycoon in the country, and he also had a bit of power in the underworld. He always felt superior and concerned about his reputation. When Little Kai spent a million on that stone, he couldn't help but think that Little Kai was disrespecting him. He had come to investigate who thirty-eight was right after the auction. However, things went more smoothly than he'd imagined, he hadn't even gotten the results yet, and heard that thirty-eight wanted to gamble on the stone on the spot. When he rushed over, he received a phone call from his henchmen, the message was clear, Little Kai was just a small employee in the s city, without power or connections, and had recently gained a bit of status, being promoted to the planning department manager at Tianyi Group.
Heh, just a manager, he was at his mercy.
Little Kai was thinking about the betting agreement with Ningyuan, so he didn't pay much attention to what he was saying. Carelessly, he said, "Oh," and then lower his head, he couldn't help but wonder, "What should I do if there's really nothing valuable inside the stone?"
Leilong sneered and turned his head to greet another person, leaving Little Kai standing bewildered. Meanwhile, in the center of the hall, Ningyuan instructed the staff to remove the protective band and took out the "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" painting from the display window. With a slight smile, he said to the crowd, "You must be wondering why I spent a million on this nearly indistinguishable painting. I'll now give you the answer."
"Master Ning has outstanding talent, knowing everything, and of course, he would only name a price if he was sure that this painting is genuine," someone started to flatter him, "If this painting is indeed a genuine work by Tang Bohu, it should easily fetch over twenty million. If I had known that Master Ning was the one bidding, I would definitely have followed suit without hesitation."
"Hahaha, you're mistaken," another flatterer chuckled, "Since we knew it was Master Ning who was bidding, we naturally gave way, and how could we dare to compete."
However, Ning Yuan shook his head, "No, this painting is actually a fake. Although it looks very real, it is only worth one or two million." He pressed the scroll at the top of the painting with his hand and said, "Pay close attention, the real magic is here."
Most collectors treat their collections like treasures, handling them with extreme care and fearing any damage. However, at this moment, Ning Yuan grabbed the scroll with one hand and the canvas with the other, and with both hands, he exerted force and forcefully tore it apart!
The crisp sound of tearing silk sounded clearly in everyone's ears.
This painting, worth millions, was torn into two halves on the spot!
"Goodness, the rich are really something! They actually spent ten million to buy a painting just to tear it apart for fun," some people sighed quietly.
As the canvas was torn in half, a thin, seemingly weightless piece of silk material fluttered and gently fell to the ground, spreading out perfectly intact.
In front of everyone was another nearly identical "Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix"!
"Good heavens! What is going on? Is... is this the real 'Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix'? But how can there be such a small genuine work?" someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Absolutely, the new 'Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix,' though it is vividly detailed and powerful in every stroke, is too small in size compared to the one that was just torn apart. Everyone here is knowledgeable and clearly understands that the real 'Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix' wouldn't be this small, and it goes against the principles of ancient painting to produce something this tiny."
However, Ning Yuan looked up and smiled with an unwavering tone, "That's right, this is Tang Bohu's rare and genuine 'Hundred Birds Worshiping the Phoenix.' Furthermore, it is his most special, precious, and intriguing ink treasure."
"Master Ning, could you please explain it clearly," an elderly man with white hair and glasses said, "I have been immersed in archaeology for forty years, and yet I've never heard of such a thing?"
Ning Yuan smiled gently, and with a slight confidence in his tone, and a strong sense of pride, replied, "Mr. Zhang's insights are certainly top-notch in the world. But about this painting, you may not have heard about it. It was an extremely rare coincidence that I discovered a record of it in a certain ancient book."
"Oh, please enlighten us," Mr. Zhang seemed somewhat unconvinced, "Kindly let us broaden our horizons and tell us what's so extraordinary about this painting."
Ning Yuan nodded, "The story of Tang Bohu's pursuit of Qiu Xiang has been a timeless tale. You must be familiar with it. However, while the world believes that Tang Bohu won Qiu Xiang solely with his extraordinary talent, few know that behind the public view, he made some efforts." He gently picked up the thin silk, "This thin silk was secretly given to Qiu Xiang by Tang Bohu as a gift."
Mr. Zhang was touched, "So, it's an item of affection."
Ning Yuan shook his head, "If it was just a painting as a token of affection, it wouldn't do justice to the title of a 'playboy.' In truth, at that time, Tang Bohu also wrote a love letter."
"A love letter!" Everyone's curiosity was immediately piqued, "Where is the love letter? How was it written? Have you seen it, Master Ning?"
Ning Yuan flicked his hand, and the back of the thin silk was presented to everyone, "Please take a look; the love letter is here."
On the back of the thin silk were densely written tiny characters, at least over two hundred words. Seeing this, everyone couldn't conceal their astonishment and took a deep breath together.