"You are so crazy!"
"I will never get along with you in this life."
"I'm not done with you."
Mu Qingqing turned around and rushed out of Hall 3 with a shrill scream like a cuckoo dripping blood.
After scolding countless people, I vented my anger a little.
Then, I faced the audience, my eyes were like daggers, and I shouted in a sad voice: "And you, the bosses and vice-presidents of this bunch of rubbish scum, didn't you just push me down and treat me like a street rat and beat me up like a drowned dog?"
"Why don't you talk now?"
"Are you feeling shameless or are you unhappy that I won?"
"Still, are you unhappy that you didn't kneel down and lick the rotten toes of the Long family?"
"You didn't expect that the Long family, which has three princes, five princes, and five nobles, would come up with a fake painting to deceive people."
"I'm so damn happy that you clowns are on the pillar of shame!"
"You deserve it!"
When these words came out, everyone in the audience changed their minds. Hundreds of pairs of eyes came out with hundreds of swords flying towards me, trying to stab me into a pulp.
Originally, I had no intention of getting out alive today. If I found an opportunity, I would kill someone.
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha!
Even if they kill the entire headquarters, it won't be such a big deal.
After scolding a bunch of vice presidents and CEOs, I turned my eyes back to Xia Erzu, who was heartbroken, and said numbly: "Xia Erzu. What did you say?"
Xia Er's arms and body trembled obviously. He turned his head with difficulty and glanced at me timidly. He immediately lowered his head and said to me after holding back for a long time: "I am willing to admit defeat. I have nothing to say!"
This severely heartless narcissist is a bachelor at both ends.
Ignoring Xia Erzu for the moment, I raised my eyelids, and two cold rays of light pierced Huang Guanyang, and I called out, "Huang Suo. What did you say?"
Huang Guanyang stared at me with his teeth bared, his eyes full of reluctance, and his blue and white face was filled with shame. After a while, he uttered a sentence from between his teeth: "Kill or behead me, please do as you please!"
A sneer tugged at the corner of my mouth: "No, I just need Huang Suo to kowtow to me."
All of a sudden, Huangguanyang's eyes turned red.
I spoke loudly: "Don't worry. I'll be with your uncle later. I'll ask the propaganda guy to record it."
Huang Guanyang was so ashamed and angry that he stood up and wanted to fight me, but then he bowed his head in shame.
I raised my finger and pointed at Huang Guanyang. My fingers condensed into a sword, and I slowly pointed the dragon-slaying sword directly at Xu Hanlin who was directly opposite me.
Xu Chunxiang shook inexplicably and looked at me with a look of extreme panic and fear.
The look was like a mouse seeing a cat, feeling scared and anxious.
I can't hide or escape, which is very funny and pitiful.
But in my eyes, there is nothing funny or pitiful, only hateful and killable!
"Xu Hanlin. It's your turn."
Xu Chunxiang is only in his early fifties this year. At his age, he is in the prime of his life.
However, now I am respectfully called an old man...
These three words "old man" are enough to shock him to death!
In the blink of an eye, Xu Chunxiang's face turned black and purple, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was in a miserable state.
"Xu Hanlin, there should be tobacco leaves on this painting, right?"
How dare Xu Chunxiang respond.
"Xu Hanlin, you just said that tobacco was introduced to China in 1600?"
The corners of Xu Chunxiang's mouth twitched, his eyelids twitched wildly, and his breathing became heavier, as if he had asthma, with each sound getting louder and louder.
"Xu Hanlin. You won't deny your master's certification of the time when tobacco leaves entered China, right?"
Another murderous and heart-wrenching words came out, which made Xu Chunxiang shudder and his pupils began to dilate.
But I'm not done. I don’t intend to let Xu Chunxiang go either.
Killing people and killing people is just the beginning.
How did Xu Chunxiang humiliate me just now? How did the Xia family humiliate me? I want to
Pay it back tenfold.
"Xu Hanlin. Just now you said that if you lose, you want to kowtow to me to apologize, right?"
Hearing this, Xu Chunxiang's body trembled even more violently, and his face turned ashen white.
"Xu Hanlin, you just said, what is the name of your mentor Xia? Is he an unparalleled genius in the world? How many skills did you learn from your mentor?"
"Is it because you didn't learn enough? Or did your teacher fail to teach you well? Or did you have a false reputation as a mentor? Or did you, a Hanlin scholar, gain a false reputation?"
"By the way. Xu Hanlin. You just said that I am ignorant and have no skills. Now let me ask you, what skills have you learned? Who evaluated you for your position as Hanlin bachelor? I want to meet them."
"You just said that your monographs are taller than mine. Now I want to ask you, are you worthy of being a member of the Xia family?"
"You have lost all your Xia family's face. You have also lost all your master's face."
"Why do you still have the face to meet your mentor, Master, who has traveled all over the world?"
"If I were you, I would have jumped off the 66th floor to thank my teacher."
When these words came out, Hall 3 fell into dead silence, and the people around him fell silent.
Xu Chunxiang's body bones were shaking as if they were about to fall apart, and his eyes had lost all their sparkle.
When he looked at me, there was fear, panic, overwhelming anger, and even more indescribable hatred!
"Master Tong. You are too presumptuous!"
Suddenly, Liu Yifan's scolding sound reached his ears: "The painting donated by Mr. Long Zhinan is obviously real, but you insist on confusing right and wrong. What are your intentions?"
As soon as Liu Yifan finished speaking, Secretary Ran Hongran cursed him one after another: "Well said!"
"Just because of a small tobacco leaf, we deny a masterpiece. This is obviously a bad intention, and we want to use the theme to make further use of it."
"Xu Hanlin, I support your identification. Your identification is correct."
Hearing this, Xu Chunxiang's eyes became inexplicably more alive, and his broken waist miraculously recovered.
I only heard Xu Chunxiang shout loudly: "Yes!"
"You cannot deny this masterpiece just because of a tobacco leaf. The chapters on it are all correct. It is a masterpiece of Sanxitang, and it is also clearly recorded in the Shiqu Baoji."
"Tongshi. Although your words make sense, they do not affect the value of the first-level national treasure armor of the Yuanren Autumn Hunting Map."
The more he talked, the more courageous Xu Chunxiang became: "Don't listen to Teacher Tong. Even if this painting is not from the Yuan Dynasty, it is from the Ming Dynasty. Look, there are traces of Qiu Ying in this painting."
