Old Mu had been terribly wronged.
Everyone knew that every piece in Ancient Wood Xuan was the fruit of Old Mu's own labor.
Ancient Wood Xuan also accepted commissions.
Old Mu was a true master of woodcarving.
Though he always said he was still some way from becoming a true master, in their eyes, Old Mu was unquestionably one.
Both in terms of skill and in terms of character.
Old Mu deserved the title.
Perhaps they weren't experts...
But anyone who had seen the old man carving... would come to the same conclusion without exception—
The old man's devotion to woodcarving alone was enough to earn their admiration.
"Little Zhou..."
Someone sighed and shook their head.
"What kind of person is he?"
Someone said angrily, "How could he cheat people like that?"
"I wonder if Old Zhou knows about this?"
Someone else voiced their doubts.
Amid the murmuring around them, Old Mu paid no attention.
He hadn't even stepped into the antique shop when Old Zhou, drawn by the commotion at the entrance, came out to greet him. "Old Wood, Aying, what brings you both here?"
Old Mu ran Ancient Wood Xuan without hiring any staff. The two old folks looked after the shop themselves.
They rarely went out unless the shop was closed.
And especially not together.
Old Zhou's heart stirred. He looked past the two elders and glanced at the people outside, who seemed to be gradually gathering. He began to suspect something was up.
He turned back to the couple, his brows furrowing. "Old Wood, Aying, did something happen?"
"Let's go inside first."
By the time they arrived, Old Mu had managed to regain some of his composure.
Besides, he didn't yet know whether Old Zhou knew what his son had done. Old Mu wasn't