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Before Chen Yu could react, that guy picked up another slate from the side.

"If I'm not mistaken, these should be from the same mural, depicting content from the early Eastern Han Dynasty! Let's compete with this mural and see if we can describe the entire content through just one small piece of it," he challenged.

Chen Yu immediately became interested, not expecting the middle-aged man to have such an idea.

"Of course we can, please, you go first!"

The middle-aged man didn't hesitate and carefully examined the piece of mural in his hand before facing the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if I'm not mistaken, this painting describes a war. Judging by its era, it could possibly depict the campaign of General Fubo, Ma Yuan, in the Western Regions."

Chen Yu chuckled lightly and walked up beside the middle-aged man.

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"The era is somewhat off, it should be a bit later! In my guess, this must be the scene of the bloody battle at Shule City," Chen Yu suggested.

The competition on the platform immediately intensified, with neither of them willing to concede as they each picked up another piece of the mural.

The middle-aged man still firmly believed in his own hypothesis, insisting that the story, as depicted on the mural, definitely took place in the Western Regions.

And the only noteworthy campaign from that era in the Western Regions was led by General Fubo, Ma Yuan.

Chen Yu did not compromise either.

The two men continued adding slate pieces, and as the majority was pieced together, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened.

The background of the mural was indeed in the Western Regions, but after being assembled, it revealed several figures standing side by side.

They were wearing tattered clothes, holding old weapons, and covered with scars all over their bodies.

Seeing this scene, there was little doubt left.

After the bloody battle at Shule City, only thirteen brave warriors remained, who then traveled from Shule City back to the Yumen Pass.

Chen Yu also fitted his own piece of slate into place, and when the two had assembled all the slates, a mural depicting the thirteen brave warriors of Shule City appeared before everyone.

All those present became excited, as records of that battle had become scarce in the market. As a mural that had survived over time, its value was surely incalculable.

No one expected Chen Yu to be able to deduce the entire content of the mural from just a small piece.

The middle-aged man reluctantly lowered his head, as he hadn't expected to find a contender for his learning here.

The two experts standing nearby approached Chen Yu.

"Sir, would you be able to identify the specific era of this mural?"

Being able to deduce the narrative structure of a mural was one thing, but if someone could determine its era, that person would be considered exceptional.

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Moreover, various external environmental impacts could cause discrepancies in dating the age of murals.

Chen Yu gently caressed the mural.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a mural from the city of Han Fu in the Western Regions, created during the construction of the Buddhist grottoes by Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty!"

The crowd was astounded once again, as nobody had expected Chen Yu to be so adept.

Macallan and a group of merchants said no more, promptly displaying the items they had collected.

"Mr. Chen, could you please help us appraise these items? As long as you're accurate, all of our prizes are yours to claim, and additionally, you can make other conditions as well."

Chen Yu suddenly felt a bit shortchanged.

The items they brought out were each a priceless treasure, any one of them could start bidding at ten billion when casually put out in the market.

Yet the so-called prizes laid out here amounted to only about ten billion in total.

However, he didn't say much more and went on to appraise all the calligraphy, paintings, and murals on the platform.

Even the masks standing below the platform were repeatedly praised by the elderly man.

Jin Lingsu's initially cold face suddenly became excited.

She understood that with Chen Yu's character, the prizes he won would definitely be shared with her.

It would just cover the losses of her private gold reserve.

Time passed without knowing how long, the sky gradually dimmed, and the lively scenes on the streets slowly dispersed.

Chen Yu and Jin Lingsu were arranged by the masked elder to stay inside the castle.

At night, the masked elder brought a plate of specially prepared roast meat to Chen Yu's room.

"Mr. Chen, there are some things I would like to ask your advice on!"

Chen Yu was somewhat surprised; he had already said all he needed to during the day, and what could require consultation at his room at this hour?

But seeing the aromatic roast meat on the table, Chen Yu also put aside his doubts.

He grabbed a piece of roast meat, bit into it, and his eyes immediately sparkled.

"What is this meat? It's so delicious!"

The masked elder chuckled, "This is a camel raised in a special way on Mount Augustus; it tastes very fresh and delicious."

Chen Yu didn't care about anything else and began eating heartily.

The masked elder took out a gold foldbook from his body and placed it on the table.

"Seeing Mr. Chen's elegance today, I greatly admire you, so there is another matter I'd like to trouble you with."

Chen Yu glanced and noticed that the gold foldbook seemed to be engraved with a map.

In some places on it were marked symbols resembling Buddha statues.

Linking the map together, it could be found that all the marked places were ancient Buddhist grottoes.

"You're not thinking of having me steal from these Buddhist grottoes, are you?"

The masked elder waved his hands repeatedly.

"How could I ask you to do something so sleazy? I merely want you to take out a Buddha's bone relic."

Chen Yu immediately furrowed his brows.

The religious beliefs of Mount Augustus didn't belong to Buddhism, so what would they want with a Shariputra without any reason?

Seeing Chen Yu's confusion, the masked elder quickly took out a letter from the side.

"Actually, that Shariputra was originally from Mount Augustus, but it was borrowed by the Buddhist grottoes. Unfortunately, the people who made the deal have all passed away! Including myself, no one has ever seen that Shariputra and can't distinguish whether it's genuine..."

Chen Yu instantly understood; they wanted him to authenticate the Shariputra incidentally.

"I can certainly agree to this, but even if the Buddha's bone relics were originally yours, taking them back seems to be of no use to you."

The masked elder sighed in resignation.

"Mr. Chen may not know, but this Shariputra actually belongs to the first generation of elders from the mountains!"

Chen Yu couldn't help but widen his eyes; he had never dreamed it would be like this.

If that was the case, then it shouldn't be called Shariputra, but remains instead.