On the summit of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, shattering the platform dedicated to heaven worship. The daylight thunderclap, accompanied by the destruction of ancient ruins, immediately sparked widespread discussion.,"What kind of eyes do you have Do you understand" Suddenly, a young girl beside the old man spoke up, questioning him. Because of her status, she had been pampered by others since she was a child, so she developed a proud personality. Seeing Luo Chen's disdainful gaze, she immediately became angry.,And looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew with just one glance that it was a fake. The old man was actually treating it with such care and affection, as if he had gotten hold of an authentic masterpiece.。