Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 755 You Call This Art

Why don’t you ask him directly if you can make heads or tails of what he’s scribbled down there? Honestly, even if I were schlepping a pig around on my shoulders, I reckon I’d still manage to pull off something similar.

You really think we’re that gullible, huh? Trying to pull a fast one on us?

The crowd gathered around started feeling like they were the butt of some kind of joke, as if someone was making monkeys out of them.

this mess supposed to be the work of the esteemed Mr. Emerentius? This is absurd!

What an utter waste of our time!

“Just a moment, folks, please don’t rush off…”

Realizing his attempt to sway the crowd was failing miserably, the man with the crew cut felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment. Desperately, he raised his voice, trying to keep the audience from dispersing.

To his relief,

f, the crowd paused, their steps halting.

They glanced around, bewildered, wondering what the alleged master would attempt.

next.

Bending down once more, the crew–cut man addressed the unkempt man with a touch of deference, “Mr. Emerentius, it appears the audience hasn’t quite warmed up to your previous display. Would you honor us with another demonstration, perhaps?”

“Hah! A bunch of ignorant ninnies, they just can’t grasp the finer points of true art!” The unkept man’s retort was like a cold slap to the face, instantly igniting widespread.

resentment.

a good look at what you’ve drawn. Does that even qualify as art? It’s no better than a toddler’s

the nerve of you to claim we can’t appreciate art, while you’re out

Mr. Emerentius?”

would you? Go home, have a shower, and change out of those

clothes.”

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this point, the crowd was simmering

Mr. Emerentius is deeply passionate about art, and I assure you,

posing as Mr. Emerentius now, are we? Shameless, absolutely

convinced that the disheveled man standing before them couldn’t possibly be

feel her spirits lift. She turned to Emrys with a mischievous smile, “Hey, Rys, what do you think this ‘Mr. Emerentius should

a bit longer and see!” Emrys

an audience capable of recognizing true art. This is an insult to the very concept of

a fury that seemed to command the room, as if he was about to leave in

rage.

fuel the crowd’s

and now you’re throwing a tantrum out of sheer embarrassment, looking for an excuse to make

Just listen to him, calling us

and now you’re the one making a spectacle of yourself…”

verbal onslaught

arm, attempting to calm. him, “Mr. Emerentius, please, don’t take offense. If they can’t see your genius, then

it,” the unkempt man snapped back, his patience clearly wearing

and I respect your principles. But surely, you wouldn’t want this misunderstanding to tarnish your esteemed

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