Chapter 47: A Satisfying Face-Slapping (Part Two)

The hall erupted. Mocking laughter rolled across the banquet hall in waves. "Holy hell, fakers these days are shameless. Hiding tricks inside counterfeits? That's enough to kill a man from rage!" "That Carlos Yale is something. He even found that little hidden note. Did he forge the Tiger Roaring in the Forest Painting himself?" "Spent $4,000,000 on a fake that cost ten bucks to make. What a dumbass. No wonder the forgers can't help laughing." The whole hall filled with jeers. Even Emery Quinny...