The Ping'an Tie that Darryl produced looked precisely like the one on the wall, be it in terms of artistry or technique! The one he just did even had a higher level of artistry than the one on the wall!

Did he actually write the one on the wall?

How did that seemingly inept person have such a great talent in calligraphy?

"You—" After some time, Max finally snapped back to his senses. At that moment, he sweated profusely. He sized Darryl up and said, "My friend, which family are you from? Why did you attend my exhibition today?"

'This person doesn't seem like an ordinary person! However, he embarrassed me in front of everyone, that is too much! Now the entire Mid City knows that I have fake items in my exhibition!' Max thought.

Max was furious, but he was afraid that Darryl was from an influential family that he could not offend. That was why he asked about his family. Max had invited many affluent families to his exhibition, so many of his guests were quite influential.

Darryl