Old Mr. Zhong's face changed suddenly when he heard Lu Huairu's words. He squinted his eyes and asked, "How do you know about Gao's affair?"
Lu Huairu's face flashed with pride: "If you want to keep it secret, don't do it. Senior Brother, you've moved quite a few items over the years, and those things have fooled quite a few people."
Old Mr. Zhong seemed not to understand Lu Huairu's sarcasm and said coldly, "So what? You liked antiques from early on and know no less than I do about them. You've been wandering outside these years, and you probably understand the antique and art market better than I do. Modern artworks aren't necessarily cheaper than antiques. The things I sold are sold as artworks, unrelated to relics, and what buyers do with them is beyond my control."
Hearing Old Mr. Zhong's flawless explanation, Lu Huairu couldn't help but click his tongue:
