Qin Wentian naturally could feel the enmity radiating from the Elder who spoke. Even though he had no interest in anything to do with the Royal Academy, they actually stole his painting?
Thus, against all expectations, he didn’t retreat but chose to advance instead. He replied with a smile, "Naturally there’s no problem asking me to stand back. But I want to bring back the painting that belongs to me."
"Your painting?" This Elder was the one who had gotten the painting from Xue Yuan. He was staring at Qin Wentian, as he stated incredulously.
"Yup, this painting is mine." Qin Wentian pointed to that painting as he calmly replied.
However, as the sound of his voice faded, it didn't create the level of commotion that he imagined. The spectators were only slightly stunned, their gazes trained on him.
He actually said that the painting displayed in the gallery of the Royal Academy was his. Was this a joke?