Luo Chen's past life was that of a celestial venerator. With his knowledge and experience, how could he possibly not understand,And at this very moment, with just one glance, Luo Chen knew that the painting before him was a fake. This old man, however, was treating it with such care and affection, as if he had obtained an authentic masterpiece.,But how could Luochin's nature compare to that of this little girl。