The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 442 Distinguishing Real from Fake

"You annoying fool, I have to see what kind of surprise you've got for me? If it's not a surprise, you better watch how I'll deal with you!" Madison grumbled but ultimately handed over a hundred bucks.

Daniel unfolded 'The Red Cloud' in his hand and pointed at it triumphantly to Smart. "See this moron? This is the genuine Piet Mondrian I got for a hundred bucks. You lost, so get on your knees and call me grandpa!"

Smart replied with a cold laugh, followed by a mocking response. "Country boy, what are you saying? You're calling that thing a genuine Mondrian? Anyone with eyes can see it's just a print."

"A print? Oh, Smart, you are living up to your nickname. Here I am with a real Piet Mondrian and you're calling it a print? You spent nine billion on what's clearly a fake and you think it's real. It’s clear now, you can’t tell real from fake."

Daniel turned to look at Xavier with a smile, "Xavier, as the leading appraiser and the president of the Antiques Association, what do you think of my 'The Red Cloud' by Piet Mondrian?"

"I think? Ha!", Xavier let out a scornful laugh and said coldly, "You call that a painting? It's a print, worth maybe five dollars on a street stall, if anyone would even take it."

"Xavier, you're the top antique guy in the country, and you're saying my genuine Mondrian isn't worth more than a five-dollar street stall item? Could it be you're as senseless as Smart?"

words turned Xavier's face green with anger. "Who are you calling senseless, farm boy? You're the fool! With a print worth less than five dollars claiming it's a Mondrian original, spending a hundred on such trash, you must

Daniel, Xavier pointed at 'The Red Cloud' and questioned Leo, "Leo, how much did you

junk I got for ten bucks total. It's there to fool the fools, you know? Some fools always look for valuable things at low prices. A ten-dollar investment for a basketful selling

continued his ridicule of Daniel, "Although that basket is all profit, it sells poorly. Just look at the thick layer of dust on it. They hardly ever sell because fools like this country

into roaring laughter. "Ha

got a whole basket for ten bucks. Each one cost less than ten cents and you? You paid a

442 Distinguishing

it's not a surprise, you better watch how I'll deal with you!" Madison grumbled

in his hand and pointed at it triumphantly to Smart. "See this moron? This is the genuine Piet Mondrian I got for a hundred bucks. You lost, so get on your knees

"Country boy, what are you saying?

Mondrian and you're calling it a print? You spent nine billion on what's clearly a fake and you think it's real.

look at Xavier with a smile, "Xavier, as the leading appraiser and the president of the Antiques Association, what

Xavier let out a scornful laugh and said coldly, "You call that a painting? It's a print, worth maybe five dollars on a street

you're saying my genuine Mondrian isn't worth more than a five-dollar street stall item? Could