Chapter 756 Who Dares Call Me A Fraud

This time, the unkempt man didn’t push the brush away. Instead, he accepted it with a

nod.

Just like before, the crowd hushed, their anticipation palpable in the air.

But unlike his previous display of wild fervor, he now embodied the epitome of concentration, his every stroke deliberate, every line filled with purpose.

As time ticked by, the initially raucous and skeptical crowd began to fall silent, their disdain giving way to rapt attention.

They were all staring, eyes wide, mouths agape at the unfolding masterpiece before them.

Thirty minutes had passed, and the canvas was already half–filled. Even to the untrained eye, it was clear the man was painting an “Eagle on a Tree.”

What was more, he had somehow captured that distinctive artistic conception synonymous with Emerentius‘ work.

This was no small feat, considering the complexity and uniqueness of Emerentius‘ style.

An eerie silence had enveloped the crowd.

The man continued his work, unbothered by the awe he had inspired.

Another half hour slipped by, and finally, the man ceased his brushwork.

on the central part of the drawing

rendered a complete and breathtaking “Eagle

Tree.”

who dares call me a fraud?” he challenged, his voice cutting through the stunned silence like

in the shock of the revelation, was snapped

Is indeed Mr.

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clap, clap,

out,

the unkempt man transformed

Mr. Emerentius! But did you listen? No! And now, here we are. You can’t deny the evidence in front of your eyes,” one onlooker

artistic essence is unmistakable.

Emerentius himself said, you lot were nothing more than jesters, completely oblivious to the true essence of art. The first painting was a clear reflection of the master’s stream of consciousness. You were all blind not

selling the clothes you’re wearing? Their natural look has really

prompt from the crew–cut man, began to

onlookers‘ expressions morphed from skepticism to reverence, none wanting to be branded the “ignorant fool” Emerentius

couldn’t help but

was a newfound respect for the unkept

his own style had always seemed an insurmountable challenge, yet here it

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