"You punk, do you even know what you're saying? Forgery, do you believe that someone will take you away immediately for slander? It seems you had ill intentions coming to Charity Hall today!"
The girl's face was full of anger and disdain! To her, David Johnson was just a worthless fool trying to smear the reputation of Charity Hall!
The security guard not far away also noticed me and was about to apprehend me, when the old man, having snapped out of his shock, waved them away.
The old man gave me a meaningful look and said seriously, "Young man, you can't just speak recklessly! To be honest, I am Larry Martin, the owner of Charity Hall in Brooksdale, and this painting was bought at an auction in Silverwood for a hefty price! Over three hundred collectors have verified its authenticity, and without exception, the result was that it is genuine! Now you're saying it's a forgery, are you implying these collectors are incompetent?"
I was surprised to find that the old man before me was the owner of Charity Hall, but I still replied, "That's right, those collectors are indeed incompetent."
"You—" Even Larry Martin, for all his self-control, couldn't endure my words!
Because among those three hundred collectors, he was one of them!
Larry Martin' face flushed red, wishing he could use his cane to strike me!
He forcibly suppressed his inner anger, pointed at the painting with his cane and said, "Fine! Very well! Kid, since you say this painting is a forgery, give me a convincing reason! If not! Hmph! Sorry, but not sorry!"
The girl, seeing her grandfather like this, quickly supported Larry, gently saying, "Grandpa, don't be angry, the doctor said you shouldn't have mood swings, why are we wasting words on this country bumpkin? Watch me just kick this guy out!"
With that, the girl kicked out, and to my surprise, there was an energy force to her kick.
Another ancient martial artist? Interesting, it seems the family behind Larry Martin isn't so simple after all.
Seeing his granddaughter using that strength, the old man's face changed dramatically, but it was too late to stop her!
He instantly regretted it, after all, this kick could leave the boy before him dead or disabled!
This girl has been learning martial arts from a notable figure in Northridge Province since childhood!
Oh well, might as well give the boy's family a few million as compensation, ensuring his parents' security for the rest of their lives.
The scene shifts back.
The girl's kick was about to land on me, who didn't move, appearing as though I was scared stiff.
The girl enjoyed this moment, she loved seeing trash look terrified!
From childhood, she's beaten countless men who didn't know their limits, even not sparing scions of prominent families, let alone this boy who seemed to have no background!
But at the instant her kick was about to land on me, the girl's proud expression changed, turning to shock, and then horror!
Because she felt her foot hit a wall, unable to advance an inch!
How could this be possible!
Her kick's power could burst two solid sandbags!
But now, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move forward at all!
I shook my head helplessly and said, "Girls should not practice such masculine martial arts, or they might end up crippled. I'm only giving one warning."
After saying this, I extended my arm, giving a gentle push, sending out a wave of energy, gently pushing the girl away. Fortunately, I controlled my power, and the girl just ended up sitting on the ground.
"External release of True Qi! How is this possible!"
The old man's heart was in turmoil; David's move proved he indeed reached this realm!
But how could such a young martial artist achieve this?
Seeing David push the girl away, the old man's heart leapt to his throat, and seeing that his granddaughter was safe, he finally sighed in relief.
The girl had never suffered such humiliation, brushed off her clothes, and was about to head angrily toward David! Yet unexpectedly, Larry Martin stepped forward first, came directly in front of David, cupped his hands and bowed in apology: "Sir, I am truly sorry, we were reckless."
After speaking, he glared at the girl, commanding: "Stephanie, hurry and apologize to this gentleman!"
The girl widened her eyes in surprise, looking at her grandfather as if trying to see if he was joking.
Apologize? How could this be! She was Stephanie Martin, the precious daughter of the Martin family! From a young age, who dared make her apologize?
"Grandpa, how can you apologize to this country bumpkin! What is your status, even the Brooksdale government officials have to…" Stephanie reminded.
But before she finished her sentence, the old man interrupted her with a shout:
"Shut your mouth! If you don't apologize immediately, you will no longer be my granddaughter Larry Martin from now on!" The old man's voice even had a tremor.
He was nervous, incredibly nervous!
He wasn't even this nervous during battles decades ago!
Because standing before him was a Martial Arts Grandmaster, a Martial Arts Grandmaster capable of True Qi release!
Such a grandmaster was someone whom countless families in Eldoria wanted to curry favor with! He mustn't offend them!
Even if Stephanie's master turned up, they wouldn't dare act rashly in front of him!
He cautiously watched David before him, fearing the other would get angry and directly kill his granddaughter!
Stephanie never expected her grandfather would be willing to sever ties with her for the sake of an outsider, didn't Grandpa love her the most?
What's happening today?
She saw her grandfather repeatedly signaling with his eyes and had no choice but to step forward, saying reluctantly, "I'm sorry."
I glanced at Stephanie and said calmly, "If there's a next time, I won't give you the chance to live."
After speaking, my entire demeanor changed, like a Divine Venerable from above, overlooking the mortals of the world.
As a martial artist, Stephanie naturally felt the change in aura immediately. She looked at the young man before her in shock, never imagining that he was also a master! Moreover, the aura he exuded was worlds apart from her master!
How is this possible!
Is there really a powerhouse stronger than her master in this world?
And how old was this guy, how did he reach such a level at this age?
Before she realized it, her back was already soaked, the chiffon fabric of her blouse almost sticking to her body, somewhat transparent.
Larry Martin was also covered in a cold sweat the whole time, seeing that I didn't plan to pursue the matter, he finally let out a long sigh, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, sir, for sparing her. I will make sure to discipline Stephanie."
I didn't speak, just as I was about to turn around, Larry Martin' voice sounded in my ear again.
"Sir, please wait a moment."
I frowned slightly, didn't turn around, and said directly, "Is there something else?"
Larry Martin quickly stepped forward, came to my side, and said cautiously, "Sir, you just said this painting is a forgery, I want to know, how did you discover that?"
The reason he was asking wasn't for the painting, but to keep David Johnson himself!