He was here for revenge. I bit the corner of my lips, not knowing what to do. If I backed off and did not compete, I would be seen as despising Jonah. Yet, I was at a loss what to paint. The six years of emptiness in my life had resulted in a lack of knowledge.

 

“I was not prepared to go onstage.” I rubbed my temples to ease my headache.

 

“Are you afraid?” Jonah laughed contemptuously. “Remington is a great artist but his friend might not be. Shall we make a bet?”

with anyone!” Immediately, I refused. I always lose when

you are here by

his voice was heard above the din by everyone around us. I frowned. It seemed that he had arranged for the reporter who confronted us just now. He was local and it was easy enough for him to create trouble for me. If I backed

are you betting on?”

floor and let me stomp on it a few times. That is all I want. This is not too much to demand, is it?”

 

on my face. This was way beyond too much. It was akin to the assassination of my character and stomping on my dignity. I sneered.

good and never return to this field of arts. How about that?” Jonah

unwillingness to admit defeat. In a low voice,

 

“Phoenix” and so on, I did have

had no time limit. I only had to show what I thought I was best at. I panicked as I watched Jonah beginning to paint on his canvas, and I began

the most difficult portrait to imitate, not because of how complicated the painting was. On the contrary, this painting was very simple. There was only one

displayed in the National Museum in E Kingdom. Basically, everyone who learned to paint had copied this world-famous painting.

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