187: Lang Shining's paintings

Liu Yuanhua hadn't expected this person to still be able to smile even when facing death.

Was this guy stupid or just acting reckless because he had assurance?

"What is your name? Aren't you afraid I'll keep you here?"

"If you give me Warehouse Number Thirty-One, I'll drop this matter. Otherwise, we will fight to the death!"

Liu Yuanhua threatened sharply, his face stern.

The thugs who had followed clenched their fists, making a show of force toward the two people in the warehouse.

They worked in the underworld, specializing in threatening stubborn residents into moving out, and some of them even had criminal records.

The collective intimidation carried a certain menace.

"My name is Qin Yun. If you have the guts, try me!" Qin Yun said with a look of disdain.

Liu Yuanhua pointed at two of his capable subordinates.

"You two teach that kid a lesson. Be careful with your actions; just injure him, but try not to cripple him!"

"Understood, Young Master Liu."

The two burly, muscular thugs shook their heads.

They walked toward Qin Yun with cold sneers on their faces.

Just as the two raised their fists, before they could even speak, they were sent flying back.

When they fell to the ground with a "plop," their minds were dazed, unsure of what had just happened.

Liu Yuanhua looked somewhat surprised.

"Oh, wow, I didn't expect the young brother to be a martial artist?"

"You're that powerful? Are you confident you can take on my two dozen brothers?"

Liu Yuanhua smiled carelessly, his words full of mockery.

Seeing Qin Yun's calm expression, completely unfazed by his threats.

He was enraged!

"All of you, attack together! Cripple that kid! I'll take responsibility for all the consequences!"

Everyone was rolling up their sleeves, just about to rush into the narrow warehouse.

Suddenly, a commanding voice came from outside.

"Little Liu, daring to cause trouble on my territory? Do you have a death wish?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a suit, around forty years old, rushing over.

Liu Yuanhua turned around and realized it was Liang Lejia, the real estate boss who had taken over the demolition zone.

He was momentarily stunned.

Liang Lejia was a major real estate tycoon, worth at least five billion yuan.

He only achieved his current scale because Liang Lejia provided him with work.

"Boss Liang, why did you come personally? You could have just called and given instructions for this small matter!"

Liu Yuanhua rushed forward, his face covered in smiles.

His attitude was respectful, showing none of his previous arrogance.

"Small matter? If I hadn't come, you would have caused a huge mess sooner or later!"

"I don't care about your petty grudges. On my territory, I absolutely will not allow any incidents!"

Liang Lejia waved his hand, giving Liu Yuanhua no face whatsoever, and scolded him angrily.

Liu Yuanhua kept nodding and agreeing, "Yes, Boss Liu, I definitely won't cause you any trouble."

"It's your good luck that you ran into Boss Liang. If you have the guts, stay here forever, otherwise, I will cripple you!"

After coldly threatening Qin Yun, Liu Yuanhua waved to his subordinates, "We'll watch from outside."

"That's it?"

Qin Yun had activated the Profound Vision Treasure Eye and was about to deal with all of Liu Yuanhua's thugs.

He hadn't expected to be interrupted by someone called Boss Liang.

He hadn't taken Liu Yuanhua seriously in the first place; if that person dared to stick his claws out, he would chop them off!

Holding the Jade Landscape, he walked straight into Warehouse Number Thirty-One.

Liang Lejia was curious.

Who was this audacious guy who dared to go head-to-head with Liu Yuanhua, a local underworld figure?

When he saw that it was the young man accompanied by a beautiful foreign woman.

He noticed that the young man's expression was calm, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

He immediately thought highly of this unknown stranger.

Under Liu Yuanhua's unwilling gaze, Qin Yun searched through the warehouse as if nothing had happened.

Julia joined the searching team.

Having experienced many things, Julia completely disregarded the threats from people like Liu Yuanhua.

Qin Yun could defeat armed and dangerous criminals; these unarmed thugs were, in her eyes, nothing more than street hooligans.

She believed in Qin Yun's strength.

Qin Yun alone would handle these hooligans!

There were many copied oil paintings in the warehouse.

There were also quite a few half-finished pieces that had been partially painted and were currently drying.

Qin Yun could understand some of the landscape paintings of the Xia Kingdom, but there were too many schools and techniques in oil painting.

Aside from the famous ones, many abstract oil paintings were less interesting to him than a child's random scribbles.

"Qin, come quickly and look. This oil painting looks a bit strange. It has several horses on it, but they don't look exactly like they do in real life. It has a strange kind of beauty."

Julia found an interesting oil painting and quickly called Qin Yun over to admire it.

Qin Yun scrutinized it for a moment and understood what Julia meant by strange.

Although it was an oil painting, it had the distinct characteristics of Xia Kingdom's Meticulous Painting style.

Compared to other oil paintings, the horses depicted didn't emphasize lines but rather possessed a beauty of artistic conception.

"Could this be a painting by Giuseppe Castiglione?"

Qin Yun recalled that during the Qing Dynasty, there was a famous Italian missionary who served as a court painter in the Imperial Palace.

His painting skills were unique, seamlessly blending Chinese and Western techniques.

His painting level reached a very high standard.

His artworks were also deeply loved by the people of the Xia Kingdom.

The prototype of the Eight Steeds painting circulated online came from the hand of Giuseppe Castiglione.

The people attending the Warehouse Auction saw the important figure Liang Lejia appear.

Liu Yuanhua was scolded into being very obedient and immediately backed off.

They were all curious about what good items the young man had snatched from Liu Yuanhua's grasp in the warehouse.

Seeing the Jade Ornament Qin Yun was holding, they were deeply shocked.

Many people recognized its value.

The upper part of the Jade Ornament was crystal clear, and the carving was exquisite.

It was worth at least 300,000 yuan.

"This young man doesn't seem simple, does he? Not only does he have a large amount of cash, but he also at least doubled his money on Warehouse Number Thirteen, which he bought for 200,000."

"I knew he wasn't ordinary, otherwise, where would he get the courage to oppose Young Master Liu!"

"I wonder what good things are in this warehouse that both the young man and Young Master Liu want to get."

"Luckily Liang Lejia came, or else this kid would definitely suffer a huge loss!"

"Yes, relying on ability and money but failing to size up the situation—that's a common flaw among the young."

"Who doesn't know Young Master Liu's temper? Cruel and aggressive. This person actually provoked Young Master Liu repeatedly. I think the two sides will definitely fight to the death."

"What kind of treasure do you think is in this painting studio? There aren't many famous oil painters in the Xia Kingdom now, are there?"

...While everyone was discussing animatedly, Liu Yuanhua craned his neck, paying attention to every move the two people made inside the warehouse.

He had finally received a piece of intelligence, but Qin Yun snatched it halfway through.

He was truly unwilling to accept this.

He wouldn't give up until he figured out if there was anything good inside.

Hearing Qin Yun say the three words "Giuseppe Castiglione."

All the clues connected.

This warehouse contained an oil painting by Giuseppe Castiglione!

"Is there really an oil painting by Giuseppe Castiglione inside?"

Liu Yuanhua asked, his face full of surprise, yet his tone held a hint of certainty.

"Of course!"

Julia was extremely convinced by Qin Yun's judgment, and when someone asked, she blurted it out immediately.

Liang Lejia noticed the Jade Ornament in Qin Yun's hand.

It might be a good item for others, but for him, it was just an ordinary ornament.

He found it somewhat unimpressive.

He thought that Liu Yuanhua was also considered a big boss, and fighting over such a small item was truly childish behavior.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard someone mention an oil painting by Giuseppe Castiglione.

The foot he had raised was put back down in place.

"Young brother, is it really an original work by Giuseppe Castiglione?"