However, what Xyla Quest found weird was the fact that this was a well-imitated oil painting, but why was it still framed so intricately?

The frame of the painting was even coated in gold...

"It's too fake..." Xyla said.

"I think it's a little fake, too," Sharon Lindt said softly.

When a young woman next to Sharon heard this, she instantly laughed. "How could fake items appear in an auction of this magnitude? It must be real..."

Xyla glanced at that woman. "But I don't think it is..."

However, the woman shook her head. "How is it not real... You overthink."

"Yeah, don't you know? This is Van Gogh's true work of art, alright? Where do you think this is? How could they sell imitated stuff here?" A young man next to the woman chipped in.

A small group of people around the young man and woman also nodded in agreement. Based on the way they looked at Xyla, it seemed as if they were secretly laughing at her.

Neither Sharon nor Xyla continued making small talk with them. Instead, they looked at each other and smiled calmly before shifting their gazes back to the painting.

two women emanated an aura of calmness that belonged to strong

an unknown artist, and

made fun of Xyla heard

before shifting her gaze back

Why would an imitated art piece be sold in an auction

they think we'll be happy

few people in the grand

auctioneer

minutes, no one made any bid. The venue

desperate attempt to sell this painting

recalling something, Xyla activated her penetrating

her gaze pierced through the

her gaze pierced through it, she soon

the sunflowers was a golden

color, or style, this painting resembled

a vast area of wheat and the sky, there was nothing else

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