The young man let out a sigh, carefully sensing his body. He found that the Taihuang Classic within him was like a slumbering Azure Dragon in the abyss, unable to be summoned. At this moment, all his cultivation vanished completely, leaving only a trace of protective qi from the Taihuang Classic.,Luochen's lips curled into a sneer. In his past life, he had loved this woman like a madman, but after going to Tongzhou, he was looked down upon by the other party's parents, facing constant sarcasm and humiliation.,Besides, at a glance, Luo Chen could tell that the painting before him was a fake. This old man was actually being careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had obtained an authentic masterpiece.。