Chapter 370 Ancient Painting_1

The middle-aged vendor appeared bewildered, "What do you mean, con artist?

"Ah, Luo Saihu, you're still trying to play dumb with me, huh?" The young man with the dragon tattoo on his left arm sneered coldly, producing an ancient painting. "This 'Picture of Cold Mountain' was sold to me by you a few days ago, wasn't it?"

Yang Gang was somewhat puzzled by the young man's actions, raising his eyes to look on.

The ancient painting in question exuded a decisively Chinese aesthetic featuring mountains and waters, rendered in a style that was rather quaint and simple.

Yang Gang was stunned the moment he saw the painting!

That was because the 'Picture of Cold Mountain' in the young man's hands was the very same one he dreamed of last night!

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The others didn't notice Yang Gang's expression.

The vendor, Luo Saihu, glanced at the painting and nodded, "Yes."