The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 447 Shock

"It was worth at least ten cents as a print, but now that you've burnt it, it’s not even worth a dime!"

Xavier, of course, wouldn't miss his chance to chime in at such a moment. He added, "What a waste! Such a pity for that vodka! Such good liquor gone to waste!"

Madison didn't mock, but she immediately turned to Daniel with an angry look, questioning, "Country boy, where's that genuine Piet Mondrian you were talking about? You better not be telling me that this charred thing is it!"

"This is the genuine Mondrian! If you don't believe me, just give it a shake."

"A shake?" Madison’s face was full of confusion, "Shake what?"

Daniel subconsciously glanced downward, and upon noticing where he was looking, Madison scolded him sharply, "You pervert!"

"How am I a pervert now? I meant shake the painting, not your chest. Besides, if you wanted to shake your chest, it would only be for me to see. With all these animals around, how could I possibly ask you to do that?"

"Shake for you alone? Believe me, I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

After her retort, Madison shook the painting vigorously.

Woosh! A cloud of black smoke rose up, covering her with ash. Then, the once blackened painting she held suddenly became clean, turning into a stark white canvas. On it was a vividly detailed picture, "The Red Cloud," and by the looks of the signature, it truly seemed to be painted by Piet Mondrian himself.

At the sight of the painting, Smart went stiff with shock. The piece Madison was holding looked identical to the "The Red Cloud" at his home.

from a simple

painting really Piet Mondrian's 'The Red Cloud'?" Madison asked

I ever lied to

Daniel’s boastfulness with a cold

"Heh!"

laugh, she clenched her fist threateningly, "If this isn't Mondrian's 'The Red

initial daze, obviously wouldn't believe that the painting in Madison's

let out a scoff to break the

putting on with Madison? I have to say, it does look quite convincing,

house.

Chapter 447 Shock

cents as a print, but

of course, wouldn't miss his chance to chime in at such a moment. He added, "What a waste! Such a pity for that vodka! Such good liquor gone to

to Daniel with an angry look, questioning, "Country boy, where's that genuine Piet Mondrian you were talking about? You better not be

you don't

full of confusion, "Shake what?"

where he was looking, Madison scolded

not your chest. Besides, if you wanted to shake your chest, it would only be for me to see. With all

alone? Believe me, I’ll gouge your eyes

Madison shook

covering her with ash. Then, the once blackened painting she held suddenly became clean, turning into a stark white canvas. On it was a vividly detailed picture, "The Red Cloud," and by the looks