The artwork's theme was pastoral landscape painting. To highlight the interior design, the few designers made bold decisions in the architecture. A road teeming with flowers and plants was laid out in front of a row of village houses under the setting sun.

Bethany and her husband studied everyone's painting for a while. When they reached Shirley, they even offered some personal guidance to enhance the richness of the architecture.

Finally, it was Josie's turn. Everyone craned their necks, eagerly waiting to see how she would conclude the artwork.

She didn't reach for the paintbrush. Instead, she walked over to where the flower baskets were displayed, snagged a stalk of wheat, and dipped it in paint of a similar color. With just a few strokes on the canvas, she managed to capture the image of wheat fields swaying in the breeze under the setting sun.

Bethany exchanged a glance with her husband, surprised by her skills.

Following that, Josie picked up the paintbrush. Bending over, she painted people chattering casually below the buildings.

In every intricately designed house was a unique tale-a newlywed couple, squabbling children, and elderly folks living in solitary. As she sketched them, she also incorporated her ideas into the other designs. Her painting was mature and practiced. She didn't look like a novice at all. Instead, she was more like a teacher grading an assignment.

As the final stroke fell, the entire painting suddenly brimmed with vitality as if it had come to life.

exclaimed in

to the architecture, every detail was

fervently. "We have

a picture of serene indifference. Standing before the landscape painting, she

that she shook with rage. There was no need for comparison before everyone

then, a round of applause rang out from the entrance. "As expected of you, Alice! You shine wherever

and resonant female voice. Hearing that, everyone present swung their gazes over to the sight of a mixed-heritage woman in a leather jacket and pants, exuding an air of sassiness.

Josie smile, unaware

Vivian! Vivian

were the first to react. "Alice? The Alice from Sumanthova is

elder, Josie nodded. "My Clusian name is Josie

several uproars, leaving the crowd in utter

very young, and no one has ever seen her true

"She has returned?"

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