Fu Xiyan had complete faith in Gu Zhiqi's words, and after sending Gu Zhiqi and the others away, he went to the backyard with some people to demolish the art studio.
Upon receiving the news, the butler hurried over to stop him, "Young Master, what are you doing? Why are you tearing down this art studio?"
"Uncle Lin, I'll explain to you later." Fu Xiyan said as he continued directing people to take out the paintings from inside, "Be careful with them, don't damage anything, especially the Madam's and the Little Young Master's paintings."
Demolishing the art studio was already enough to set those two ancestors off.
If their paintings were also damaged, he feared he wouldn't be able to return home for several years.
"Young Master, think it over." The old butler said, clutching Fu Xiyan's thigh and looking up at him with tearful eyes, "Why are you demolishing it?"
