Everyone just watched Clarence Steele from a distance while he carefully took the painting apart.

After about an hour, the two paintings were completely separated—

The painting of the golden wheat field beneath the original painting was now in full display before Clarence’s eyes.

After careful inspection of the painting, Clarence carefully picked it up and showed it to the crowd. “This… This is a real work of Van Gogh! All the details are the same as the real pieces of art from Van Gogh!” he said excitedly.

Clarence's words, as well as the object in his hand, stunned everyone at once.

Xyla Quest was the only one who seemed calm and collected with no ripples of emotions in her eyes.

In the crowd, she looked like a white peony that couldn’t be tainted by dust. She was both pretty and elegant…

“This really does seem like the work of Van Gogh… It doesn’t look any different from his other works…”

“This style… This method of using colors. If this wasn’t Van Gogh, who could it be?”