Chapter 18: Nowhere to Go!

Asher Jauncy stayed calm and said mildly, "This isn't just some old paper painting. It's worth a fortune." "Worth a fortune?" Cruz Zorn snorted and jabbed a finger at the scroll. "Sir, don't puff yourself up! The paper's yellowed, the brushwork is average. At best it's a run-of-the-mill Republic-era piece. How could it be worth a fortune? If you want to pretend you know antiques, don't try to fool people with this!" He figured Asher was talking big on purpose, either to press the price or to save...