Journey Of Me And My Seven Sisters

Chapter 165 I Am Emerentius

Emrys shyly scratched his head and said, “I am Emerentius.”

Roger and Chandler were rendered speechless. Emrys is Mr. Emerentins?

For Chandler and Roger, that news was utterly shocking, leaving them astounded to their cores, How could this possibly be? Moreover, Emerentius was already renowned six or seven years ago. How old was Emrys back then? Wasn’t he just in his teens? Could there truly be such a genius in this world?

Crack!

Before long, it seemed as if Chandler could hear the sound of his own jaw dropping

That was because he discovered that the ink on the sheet of paper was still wet, indicating that this painting was indeed the one Emrys had just drawn.

He had no choice but to believe it. So, there truly are geniuses in this world!

Chandler rose excitedly, gripping Emrys‘ hands as he exclaimed, “Dr. Lund, Mr. Emerentius… Hahaha! I could never have dreamed that Mr. Emerentius would be so young. You’ll certainly be the leading person among all talents in Jazona in the future.”

That was the highest praise from the governor of Jazona.

Emrys was fully capable of handling it.

remained exceptionally composed. It seemed that no amount of praise could stir even the slightest fluctuation in emotions

on the other hand, was deeply shaken, unable to regain his composure for a long time. Just how many identities does Mr. Lund have? He’s a highly skilled doctor, a martial artist, and even

someone were to tell him now that Emrys was the Empyrean Lord, he would believe without hesitation

are you guys up to? You

laid her eyes on the

was not Emerentius but the content of the

of a young girl’s figure, drawn with lines as fluid as

was Emrys‘

out a disdainful snort, picked up a piece of fruit from the coffee

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but think how her father and Chandler were utterly disregarding their image. One was the head of the Balford family while the other was the governor of Jazona, and yet, they were gathered together, shamelessly engrossed in such paintings. Aren’t they ashamed of themselves? I just hope they

Jacqueline is looking

“Did she? Maybe…”

both of them fixed their gaze back on the painting,

are just admiring art. It’s

Bang!

was the merciless sound of a

speechless. What