Supreme Milk Dad
Chapter 1212

Two Hundred Million

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If it was impossible, how else could they explain these coincidences?

Boss Wang swallowed, his face turning pale. He knew it was no coincidence; this painting was too bizarre, bearing an ancient era yet depicting a modern setting.

Song Yili blinked her beautiful eyes, completely failing to understand what painting a daughter was all about.

Aha, is it me? Bad daddy, he definitely drew it in secret.

It really is!

Beibei swept it with her divine sense and immediately knew, her eyes widening unconsciously and abruptly.

Ling Yun turned back to take the painting from Song Yili's hands, getting ready to unfroll it and show it to everyone!

An aged voice arrived. They saw an elder of six or seven or eight years of age step into the shop and walk straight toward Ling Yun. "Young man, might you let this old man have a look at the painting in your hands?"

Ah, it's Master Zhou, one of the three major antique appraisal masters of Jiangbei! He actually came.

Quite a few people recognized the elder and let out cries of surprise. Master Zhou? An appraisal master? It looked like this old man had some fame.

Ling Yun nodded, also hoping someone would share in his achievement, so he handed the painting over and said along the way, "Did the old man see through the clues?"

"Mn, this painting, just looking at the surface, naturally isn't any famous work, but if this old man isn't mistaken, its era probably traces back three thousand years, perhaps even longer!"

Master Zhou stroked a non-existent beard under his chin while sizing up the painting in his hands, clicking his tongue and praising it endlessly.

Immediately afterward, he opened it to look. With such an ancient era, to possess such painting craftsmanship was extraordinary.

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