"Mr. Dongye!" Many people around greeted him respectfully upon seeing him.
Hearing the address, Chen Mo and the others looked surprised.
They hadn't expected the organizer of the exhibition, Dongye Taro, to appear.
"What are you arguing about here? Why do I hear someone just saying my exhibits are fakes?" Dongye Taro scanned Chen Mo and the other three.
Qiu Wanliang couldn't help but curve his lips and pointed at Chen Mo, "Mr. Dongye, he was the one who said all those things just now."
Dongye Taro's gaze fell upon Chen Mo. "Kid, clarify your words, or I can sue you for defamation!"
Chen Mo glanced at Dongye Taro. "I've made it very clear, all ten thousand-plus exhibits here are fakes!"
A gasp!
Chen Mo's voice was loud, immediately causing a stir among the surrounding crowd.
Everyone stared at Chen Mo in shock.
"Still dare to slander! Where is my lawyer? Fetch my lawyer!" Dongye Taro commanded coldly.
A bodyguard quickly took out his phone.
Old Mr. Wang's expression shifted slightly. He advised, "Mr. Chen, stop talking nonsense and apologize to him quickly."
Although Old Mr. Wang was very disgusted with the people from Country R, he didn't want Chen Mo to be sued.
"Apologize to him? Is he worthy?" Chen Mo was dismissive, showing no sign of panic.
"Old Mr. Wang, why bother with him? It's all his own doing," Qiu Wanliang said disdainfully.
"Sigh!"
Seeing Chen Mo unrepentant, Old Mr. Wang could only sigh.
At this moment, Dongye Taro said indignantly, "I kindly brought your country's treasures here for you to appreciate and purchase, and you call my items fakes. You have a saying, 'A dog bites the hand that feeds it,' and you are that dog!"
"From now on, I have decided to increase the price of all antiques by ten percent."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened.
"What!"
"Increase by ten percent!"
There were many wealthy individuals present who intended to purchase antiques and donate them to museums. Upon hearing about the price increase, their gazes towards Chen Mo turned unfriendly.
"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone as brazenly shameless as you," Chen Mo said coldly.
"Still not convinced? Then another ten percent!" Dongye Taro said with a sneer.
"Hey! Kid, why don't you shut up quickly! Do you know how many cultural relics might not return because of the twenty percent increase just now?" Qiu Wanliang angrily pointed at Chen Mo and shouted.
"Just a pile of fakes, only fools would buy these things."
Qiu Wanliang laughed. "Heh, fakes? Kid, you keep saying fakes, but where's your proof!"
"Proof? It will be here soon." Chen Mo's lips curved into a smile.
Qiu Wanliang, however, looked disdainful.
"Qiu Wanliang, you shameless scoundrel, you sold me fakes!" Suddenly, a man's figure rushed out from the crowd.
Qiu Wanliang, who had been looking smugly at Chen Mo, his expression froze.
"Who are you?" Qiu Wanliang looked at the man, confused.
He didn't recognize the man in front of him at all.
"Qiu Wanliang, you despicable villain! I only slept with your wife, and you have to cheat me out of my fortune?" The man said agitatedly, pointing at Qiu Wanliang in anger.
Qiu Wanliang was stunned and shouted, "You're talking nonsense, I don't know you at all!"
"Heh, don't know me? Let me ask you, is your name Qiu Wanliang?"
"My name is Qiu Wanliang, but I don't know you!"
"A few days ago, you sold dozens of porcelain pieces shipped from Country R, claiming they were all exquisite antiques. But when I sent them to the testing agency, they were all fakes!"
"Nonsense!" Qiu Wanliang glared at the man.
The man then looked at the display cabinet next to him. "Yes, these are exactly the same as the porcelain I bought. Good, so you are a running dog for the people of Country R!"
He then shouted to the surrounding crowd, "Don't be fooled, this is all a conspiracy by the people of Country R! They just want to cheat our money!"
"Baga!"
"Throw him out!"
Dongye Taro's face turned green with anger.
Upon hearing this, several bodyguards rushed towards the man.
"Qiu Wanliang, you are all in this together, you running dog of Country R, you disgrace to our nation! If your ancestors knew, they would slap you to death!" The man's curses became increasingly vulgar.
Qiu Wanliang was almost choked to death. He clutched his chest, about to retort.
But just as the bodyguards were about to charge at the man.
The man suddenly lunged at Qiu Wanliang, and the two collided, knocking over a display cabinet!
"Crack!"
A crisp sound.
The glass shattered, and the porcelain inside was instantly broken!
"My treasure!"
Dongye Taro exclaimed in shock.
Everyone present covered their mouths, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Restrain them all! For damaging cultural relics, I will have them imprisoned for life!" Dongye Taro was utterly enraged.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Chen Mo spoke.
His voice, carrying fierce internal energy, caused the scene to fall silent.
Everyone looked at Chen Mo in confusion.
Chen Mo slowly walked to the broken glass and picked up a piece of porcelain. "Everyone, take a good look. Are there any problems with the fragments of this porcelain?"
Hearing Chen Mo's voice, the crowd finally came back to their senses.
Most of the people present had some knowledge of antiques.
When they clearly saw the color of the porcelain's inner body, everyone's eyes widened in shock.
"This, this is a jade pot spring bottle from the Ming Dynasty. The inner body color, after being fired at a thousand-degree high temperature, how can it be white? Shouldn't it be pale yellow?" A middle-aged man voiced his confusion.
Chen Mo glanced at the middle-aged man. "Indeed, therefore, this is a fake!"
"What!"
"It's actually a fake?"
The scene erupted into an uproar.
Seeing this, Old Mr. Wang's expression stiffened. His brow furrowed, and his gaze complexly fell upon Qiu Wanliang.
Dongye Taro, standing beside them, had an extremely grim expression.
"I don't know about this item, and with so many collections, it's normal for one or two to have problems. Didn't you bring so many appraisers here to authenticate them?" Dongye Taro questioned coldly.
"Heh."
Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at how foolish you are."
As he spoke, Chen Mo stepped forward and kicked over several more display cabinets.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
A series of cracking sounds echoed through the exhibition hall.
Everyone quickly looked at the fragments.
As expected, they were identical to the fakes before!
"You don't know about one, you don't know about two, but what about all of these?" Chen Mo asked, pointing to the pieces scattered on the floor.
Dongye Taro's eyes, however, became terrifyingly dark, gradually revealing a murderous intent!