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"Wow! Ye Fan, a bumpkin like you, dares to insist that my Lafite is fake. Do you even understand Lafite?" The moment Luo Kun heard this, he flew into a rage.

In his eyes, Ye Fan was the archenemy who had snatched away Su Ruoxue, his greatest foe in this lifetime. Now Ye Fan was deliberately claiming Luo Kun's '82 Lafite was fake, all to disgrace him and then steal the limelight from Luo Kun.

Seeing Luo Kun targeted, Qin Yue stepped forward with a teasing smile, "Su Ruoxue, your husband doesn't seem up to the mark, eh? He has no ability of his own and here he is, sour-graping because he can't have what he wants!"

She fancied Luo Kun, and now that Luo Kun was being targeted by Ye Fan, Qin Yue naturally stood up to speak on Luo Kun's behalf.

"Ruoxue, Luo Kun is the wealthiest in our class now. Without going into details, the Luo family's assets must be at least tens of millions, right? How could the '82 Lafite that Luo Kun prepared be fake?"

"Enough, everyone. If you ask me, Ye Fan is just being sour because he can't compare to Luo Kun! Tsk tsk, comparison is the thief of joy, and without ability, it's not your fault. But sitting here like a sour lemon, just knowing how to be bitter—that is your fault!"

"That must be it. Look at Ye Fan's clothes—do they even amount to two hundred bucks? And yet he dares to say that the Lafite Class Leader Luo prepared is fake. Could almost laugh my teeth out!"

At that moment, who knows how many people stood up to attack Ye Fan; even their gazes toward Ye Fan were filled with disdain.

They had known since their school days that Luo Kun's Luo family was of scholarly heritage, especially Luo Kun's grandfather who was a famously renowned calligraphy master in Central Plains City. A single piece of his calligraphy was worth hundreds of thousands.

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For someone like Luo Kun, there was simply no need to swindle them with a fake '82 Lafite.

"I believe in Ye Fan!" In the face of everyone, Su Ruoxue stated firmly.

During their university days, Luo Kun had pursued her relentlessly. She had been on the brink of being moved by his sincerity when she was preparing to accept him, only to be shocked to discover that Luo Kun had also been courting other pretty girls from different departments. Since then, Su Ruoxue knew that Luo Kun was a hypocrite, most fond of deception and trickery.

Now that Ye Fan claimed the '82 Lafite Luo Kun had was fake, Su Ruoxue naturally believed him unconditionally.

Seeing Su Ruoxue be so disrespecting, Luo Kun's expression changed, "Ruoxue, you're being unreasonable, aren't you? You know you can say whatever you want in jest, but you can't be careless with your words!"

"If it's fake, it's fake. Why not admit it?" Ye Fan stepped forward and scrutinized confidently.

On hearing this, Luo Kun erupted in rage. He grabbed Ye Fan by the collar and threatened fiercely, "Are you doing this on purpose? You say the Lafite I've carefully prepared is fake, huh? Fine! Then you'd better tell me, where is my Lafite fake? If you can't explain yourself today, watch out, I might just beat the crap out of you!"

Luo Kun was utterly furious!

This was a class reunion, and Ye Fan had dared to claim the Lafite Luo Kun prepared was fake—wasn't this a slap to his face?

"Don't believe me?"

Staring at the livid Luo Kun, Ye Fan sneered, "First off, I'm sure you all realize that '82 Lafite is a rare commodity around the world. There are a total of twelve bottles of '82 Lafite here, and hearing Class Leader Luo's tone, it seems he has a large stock of '82 Lafite in his car. That's the first questionable point!"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Secondly, since '82 Lafite is a rare commodity, its price is naturally exorbitant. Expensive wines like these are, to my knowledge, packaged in exquisite wooden boxes. Look at this, there are twelve bottles of '82 Lafite crammed into two shabby boxes. Doesn't that seem strange to you?"

"This..."

As Ye Fan finished speaking, many people's expressions turned odd.

What Ye Fan said was true. '82 Lafite was a luxury good, each bottle worth a lot. Ordinary people would find it incredibly difficult to get their hands on a bottle of '82 Lafite, and not even the noble clans and powerful families within Central Plains could have so many bottles of '82 Lafite at once.

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At this moment, Luo Kun suddenly produced so many bottles of '82 Lafite as if it were common merchandise, which seriously raised suspicions.

Moreover, in their understanding, each bottle of '82 Lafite came in an exquisitely beautiful package, yet here were twelve bottles of '82 Lafite casually packed in two large boxes, looking extremely comical and ridiculous.

"What would a bumpkin like you know?"

Seeing that quite a few classmates had changed their expressions, Luo Kun grew anxious, "I've already said, these '82 Lafite were pre-ordered abroad. If I reserve so many bottles of Lafite at once, what's wrong with casual packaging? Are you questioning my ability?"

"There's no need to question your ability. Whether these Lafites are fake or real, you surely know all too well. It would be pointless for me to continue pointing it out!" Ye Fan sneered.

He was the Junior Pavilion Master of the oldest sect in the world, the Medicine God Pavilion. Ye Fan had seen all sorts of things in his travels over the years. The Lafite Winery had even personally invited him to visit, and back then, he drank '82 Lafite as if it were water. Therefore, he could tell at a glance that the Lafite Luo Kun had prepared was fake.

Upon hearing Ye Fan so confidently declare the Lafite he had prepared as fake, Luo Kun felt a pang of anxiety in his heart. Had Ye Fan seen through it?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Ye Fan was just an uncouth bumpkin who couldn't possibly possess the ability to discern the authenticity of Lafite.

However, he had to admit that the Lafite he had prepared was indeed fake, aimed at showing off at the class reunion.

Luo Kun knew his classmates well enough to understand that few of them had real influence. Luxuries like '82 Lafite—he could guarantee that not a single person present had ever tasted it.

Therefore, he was absolutely confident that presenting these counterfeit '82 Lafites would go undetected by anyone.

Ye Fan was right—the '82 Lafite was extremely sought after, and it was impossible for it to appear in large quantities on the market, let alone a delivery of a dozen or twenty bottles all at once from abroad.

Rarity is what makes something precious, a fact the Lafite Winery is clearly aware of.

Moreover, every bottle of '82 Lafite was beautifully packaged; this casual approach of his was indeed too sloppy.

Yet Luo Kun refused to believe that he had given himself away. He simply thought that Ye Fan was sour-graping because he couldn't have the grapes.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Luo Kun became angrily embarrassed, "At this point, you're still questioning the authenticity of these '82 Lafites I've prepared. Very well, then. Please, scrutinize them carefully and if you can't tell me what's wrong today, I guarantee I'll break your legs and make sure you can't walk out the doors of the Shangri-La Hotel!"

"Ye Fan, see? The class leader is furious. I think, you should just hurry up and apologize to our class leader. Otherwise, if he gets angry, you're going to have a hard time!" Qin Yue mocked from the side.

"No need to apologize!"

With an attempt to save face, Luo Kun glared sternly at Ye Fan, "Today, I want to hear exactly what's fake about my '82 Lafite!"

"Ye Fan, don't argue with him!" Su Ruoxue frowned.

"Ruoxue, it's fine!"

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Fan sneered, "Since he's looking for discomfort, I don't mind teaching him a good lesson today!"