Tang Qingshan did not overthink it. Delighted with the famous painting, he was in high spirits. He picked up his wine glass and downed it in one go.
"Lin Feng, thank you so much this time. It's rare to see Grandpa so happy."
Tang Wan handed Lin Feng a glass of red wine, her smile captivating.
"Miss Tang is too kind. I merely glimpsed the mystery of this painting by chance. Besides, haven't you already paid me for it!"
Lin Feng smiled faintly, feeling pleased with himself for getting ninety million for free.
"Oh? But I have a feeling you didn't glimpse the mystery by chance. Could it be that Mr. Lin truly understands antiques?"
Tang Wan's scrutinizing gaze fixed on Lin Feng, as if trying to capture something from his eyes.
Just as they were talking, a commotion suddenly erupted at the scene.
"Elder Tang, you, what's wrong?!"
Everyone cried out in surprise.
Tang Wan and Lin Feng followed the sound and discovered that Elder Tang had collapsed on the ground at some unknown time.
"Grandpa, wake up! Grandpa!"
Tang Pinliang shouted frantically, shaking Elder Tang's arm with all his might.
Elder Tang not only showed no reaction, but his old face also suddenly turned purplish-blue.
"Mr. Lin, quickly go and see what's wrong with my grandfather!"
Tang Wan was also startled and hurriedly gestured for Lin Feng to go and check.
Before Lin Feng could step forward, Zheng Dali suddenly walked up to Elder Tang and said, "Young Master Tang, don't worry, let me examine the Elder."
Seeing that it was Zheng Dali, Tang Pinliang calmed down a little. "Vice President Zheng, I'll trouble you!"
"Don't worry, the Elder is fine, it's just hypoxia causing it. I'll just give him a needle, and he'll be fine!"
Zheng Dali smiled confidently, took out a silver needle, and plunged it into Elder Tang's chest.
At the same time, Zheng Dali signaled Zheng Youlong to bring over the cup containing the antidote and give it to Elder Tang.
"No, stop quickly!"
Lin Feng urgently stopped Zheng Dali.
He had already deduced the Elder's condition in his mind; it was not hypoxia at all.
"Not right? What are you saying is not right? Is it you who is not right, or am I not right?"
Zheng Dali, who already disliked Lin Feng, immediately retorted coldly.
"That's right, I admit you have some ability in identifying antiques, but Young Zheng is a descendant of the Ming School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. With him here, Elder Tang will be fine!"
Qiu Yihe chimed in coldly, speaking up for Zheng Dali.
Even though Lin Feng possessed extraordinary abilities, he still intensely disliked him.
Lin Feng, not in the mood to argue with Qiu Yihe, frowned. "Elder Tang is not suffering from hypoxia, but poisoning. If you poke him blindly like this, you'll only delay the Elder's treatment!"
"Hahaha, what nonsense! You say I'm delaying the Elder's treatment, but look, isn't the Elder already improving?"
Zheng Dali's smile grew wider.
As soon as he finished speaking, the unconscious Elder Tang suddenly coughed violently.
Immediately, the Elder's complexion began to recover and improve. In the blink of an eye, he even sat up from the ground.
"Vice President Zheng, you are truly miraculous! My grandfather is really fine!"
Tang Pinliang's face lit up with joy, and he quickly expressed his gratitude.
"How can this be?"
Lin Feng stared at Zheng Dali strangely.
Logically, the Elder had been poisoned, and the acupuncture points Zheng Dali had targeted should not have helped his condition.
But now, the Elder was actually better. This was not right.
As Lin Feng fell into thought, Zheng Dali went all out, angrily accusing him, "Lin, what do you have to say now?"
"Others might not know what you're plotting, but I can see it clearly!"
"You first said the 'Panlong Night Glow Cup' would shatter, asking Elder Tang to sell it, all to get the 'Panlong Night Glow Cup' into your own hands!"
"Then you gave the painting to Elder Tang. But everyone present knows that Elder Tang is a renowned collector in the antique world. He would never take advantage of a junior like you; he would definitely give you money in the end."
"By doing this, you not only received money but also gained a good reputation and Elder Tang's favor. Your intentions are truly malicious!"
"And now, seeing me cure the Elder and steal your thunder, you start falsely accusing the Elder of being poisoned!"
"May I ask, the food and drinks at this banquet were all prepared by the Tang family. Are you implying that someone from the Tang family poisoned the Elder?"
"If you can't practice medicine well, don't question others casually. By doing this, you are only exposing your true nature!"
Zheng Dali launched into a barrage of reprimands.
His speech immediately garnered agreement from the crowd, who all began to think Lin Feng was somewhat malicious.
"Young man, your schemes are truly deep. If Vice President Zheng hadn't exposed you, we would have been deceived by you!"
"Indeed, to be so calculating at such a young age. What would happen if he succeeded!"
The crowd accused Lin Feng one after another, their gazes filled with hostility. Even the Tang family members were furious.
Lin Feng sneered inwardly. Zheng Dali saying that only reminded him.
The truly malicious ones were not him, but the father-son duo, Zheng Dali and Zheng Youlong.
If his guess was correct, it was likely Zheng Dali and his son who had poisoned the Elder.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng's mind stirred, and he immediately searched his knowledge for information related to Elder Tang's symptoms when he fell ill.
Meanwhile, Zheng Youlong, seeing Lin Feng remain silent, assumed he was speechless from being cornered.
He stepped forward and added fuel to the fire, "Lin Feng, why aren't you speaking? Weren't you quite arrogant? What, are you guilty now that my father has exposed your hidden intentions?"
"I'm guilty?"
Lin Feng chuckled coldly, suddenly took a step forward, and swiftly patted Zheng Youlong's shoulder.
"Damn you, you dare to push me?"
Zheng Youlong's shoulder throbbed with pain, and he flew into a rage.
"My dear, calm down. There's no need to argue with a petty person like Lin Feng!"
Qin Wenwen smiled as she walked forward, linking her arm through Zheng Youlong's, and sneered, "Lin Feng, didn't you say Grandpa Tang was poisoned? Now, his illness has been cured by my Uncle Zheng. Explain to us what's going on!"
Lin Feng remained silent, waiting for the right moment to expose the conspiracy between Zheng Youlong and Zheng Dali.
However, his silence was interpreted by Qin Wenwen as guilt and an inability to refute.
Qin Wenwen became even more arrogant and smug, shouting loudly, "What? Nothing to say? If you have nothing to say, then apologize to my Uncle Zheng immediately, or we will sue you for defamation!"
"Young man, when you make a mistake, you must take responsibility. If you apologize to me, I can still forgive you!"
Zheng Dali said with a triumphant smile.
The crowd also stared coldly at Lin Feng, watching him make a fool of himself.
Even Tang Qingshan began to doubt Lin Feng's true intentions for attending the banquet.
"Mr. Lin, perhaps you should leave first. Leave this to me to handle!"
Tang Wan, noticing Lin Feng's predicament, took the initiative to resolve the situation.
"Miss Tang, there's no need to rush. Right and wrong will soon be clear!"
Lin Feng smiled calmly. The Zheng father and son had provoked him repeatedly, and he had to teach them a lesson.