Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God -
Chapter 105: Fake Painting?
Chapter 105: Chapter 105: Fake Painting?
"Heh, do we even need to say it? This painting is definitely a forgery, though the methods used are quite clever."
"Yes, the paper is specially aged. Those who don’t know any better would really be fooled, what a pity."
Wang Jin’er slightly raised the corners of her mouth and smirked; she glanced at Li Feng then turned her head to look at the elderly lady.
"Mom, don’t take it too hard. After all, Jin’er’s husband, although Mr. Li’s son, never received an elite education. He probably never had the chance to study antiques or paintings like this."
"This fake could probably fetch a few hundred thousand; at least he meant well."
"A few hundred thousand spent on a fake, jeez, what a big sucker."
"The man got quite a bit of alimony from the divorce, he doesn’t mind spending it, why bother yourself about it?"
Listening to the discussions in the hall, Li Feng whispered beside her ear.
"The genuine ’Eighty-Seven Immortals Scroll’ has been in the Wang Family for a while. Grandma loves this piece, often taking it out to appreciate."
Wang Jin’er didn’t know what to say. While Li Feng’s gift hit the mark and was thoughtful, the fake ’Li Gui’ met the real ’Li Kui,’ which was just embarrassing.
Li Feng gave an "Oh."
Wang Jin’er sighed; now she was caught by these relatives, each of them mocking and sneering.
Even the little aunt who spoke up for them veiled her words with scorn towards Li Feng.
"Li Feng, you better take back this shoddy painting. My Wang Family doesn’t even have space for real paintings, let alone your fake."
"Exactly, our family is a prestigious one; hanging a fake like this would be too humiliating."
"There’s a difference between relations by blood and those from outside; otherwise, we wouldn’t be facing such embarrassment."
Listening to the Wang family’s whispers, Li Feng suddenly let out a cold laugh.
This cold laugh of Li Feng gave his critics a pretext; Wang Minglun immediately stood up and faced Li Feng.
"Li Feng, what does that cold laugh imply? Do you think we are wronging you?"
Li Feng looked towards Wang Minglun.
"I do feel puzzled. Why do you assume your painting is real and mine is fake?"
The crowd went silent upon hearing Li Feng’s retort.
There was a "Pfft."
The third aunt on the chair couldn’t help but snicker, and others also burst into laughter.
Wang Minglun looked at Li Feng with disdain.
"Are you saying that the illustrious Wang family has kept a fake painting while yours is the true work of Wu Daozi?"
"Li Feng, you must be joking."
Li Feng looked him in the eye, "Heh, whether the painting is real or not doesn’t matter. It’s just that the Wang family, all things considered, is merely so-so."
As soon as these words left Li Feng’s mouth, the Wang family members, who treated Li Feng as a joke, all sudden changes of expression.
"Li Feng, how dare you insult our Wang family."
"Boy, do you understand what you’re saying?" Wang Jin’er’s eldest aunt also narrowed her eyes at Li Feng, his words hitting every person in the Wang family like a stick.
A collective mockery.
"Arrogant, daring to speak such words in our Wang house, you’re asking for a beating."
Wang Jin’er was also shocked, quickly reaching out to hold Li Feng, shielding him: "Don’t act rashly, please, I’m begging you."
"Jin’er, step aside, you’re still part of the Wang family."
"That’s right, even if you both are married, he’s just an adopted son-in-law to our Wang family, daring to insult us; he’s really turned the world upside down."
Li Feng looked at the incensed Wang family members; his painting, bought from an underground market, couldn’t possibly be a fake.
After all, only big players partake in underground auctions, at least Li Feng had never heard of scams there.
However, Li Feng couldn’t be bothered to argue about its authenticity with the Wang family; they were just looking for an excuse to quibble.
He had once concealed his identity for the so-called love to marry into the Zhang family, hoping to live a simple life, have a loving wife, adorable children, three meals a day, and share family trivialities, all these were once Li Feng’s aspirations.
Unfortunately, what he sought was like a dream; what he thought he had earned was only trampling and mockery, along with a profound betrayal.
He had originally refused this arranged marriage, after all, one hurt was enough.
As for love.
Ha ha.
Li Feng had never wanted to marry into the Wang Family and become a so-called live-in son-in-law; he could no longer bring himself to be humiliated, nor did he have any reason to subject himself to further humiliation.
It was nothing worse than severing his father-son relationship—even if his father was high and mighty, very impressive, but so what.
He, Li Feng, even without a father, without a family background, was still the Crown Prince.
However, the Wang Family’s vehement resistance, and the whole family’s mobilization against him, had triggered Li Feng’s stubborn temper.
Since you all oppose, then I definitely can’t let you be satisfied.
"Old Lady."
Li Feng directly looked at Old Lady Wang sitting at the head of the table.
"Since the Wang Family has a profound legacy, and the Old Lady has an extraordinary fondness for Wu Daozi’s paintings, you should be able to discern the authenticity of a painting."
"Why not ask the Old Lady to judge this matter, and if this painting is indeed fake, it would convince Li Feng wholeheartedly."
"Li Feng, what nonsense are you spouting? How dare you order Grandma around?"
"Exactly, who do you think you are to point fingers in the Wang Family. It’s not your place to speak."
"Get out, the Wang Family doesn’t welcome you."
A young member of the Wang Family stepped forward directly and reached out to grab Li Feng.
Li Feng didn’t even turn his head; his hand moved like lightning, seizing the other’s wrist.
"Sss."
The person hissed in pain.
"Ah, my hand is about to break."
"Let go of my brother." a young Wang Family woman stepped forward, grabbing Li Feng’s arm to make him let go.
"I’m telling you to let go, did you not hear me?"
Seeing Li Feng didn’t release, the young lady’s stubborn temper flared, and she directly kicked at Li Feng. Li Feng, not one to spoil others’ tempers, simply stretched, making her kick land on the legs of the young man stumbling forward.
"Xian’er, why did you kick me?"
"Brother, I was kicking him."
Wang Xian’er, her face red with embarrassment, explained. She then looked up again at the hateful Li Feng and simply reached out to grab his arm.
"You won’t let go, huh?" Wang Xian’er directly bowed her head and bit down on Li Feng’s arm with her cherry lips.
Li Feng frowned slightly and shaked his arm vigorously.
"Ah!"
Wang Xian’er, in high heels, lost her balance and fell backwards, landing on the ground in front of everyone.
"Sister Xian’er."
"Well, you wild bastard, to dare to lay a hand on someone in our Wang Family, this is utterly outrageous."
The men of the Wang Family’s third generation naturally couldn’t stand by; they got ready to swarm and thrash Li Feng.
"Stop!"
Just then, a commanding shout came from outside the hall; Li Feng turned his head to look at the entrance where a middle-aged man with a significant presence stood, followed by three middle-aged men.
The four men were from the second generation of the Wang Family, just returning from worship at the Wang Family ancestral hall.
"Dad."
Wang Jin’er found her pillar of strength upon seeing her father.
"What’s going on here, all this commotion?" A man with a slight resemblance and a somewhat gloomy look by Wang Jin’er’s father asked.
"Dad, Jin’er’s live-in son-in-law was disrespectful to Grandma and insulted the Wang Family’s threshold; naturally, we couldn’t tolerate it."
Wang Jialun stepped forward, righteously complaining.
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