Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"Neither do I. Don't judge when you can't even draw."

"Can someone who can't draw simply comment on Master Lacroix's artwork? That's pretty shameless."

"I think the master's painting is perfect. Why is that girl acting like she's very knowledgeable about art?" The crowd's criticisms were getting harsher and harsher.

However, happiness glowed inside May Conner when she heard them. 'You're dead this time, Xyla...'

"I might have known nothing about French paintings before. But how can you be so sure that I'm still the same after so many years?" Xyla Quest met her eyes apathetically.

"Do you think that French painting is something that can be learned overnight?" May jabbed, "Besides, learning it and mastering it are two different cases..."

"That's right. Are you even qualified to judge Master Lacroix? Paint yourself then if you're so good at it."

"Is Master Lacroix someone who can be simply attacked by a novice painter? Show us your paintings if you think you're better than Master Lacroix!"

know how to respect seniors? Stop acting like an attention

were getting indignant

kept a straight face the whole time, coldly scanning the crowds and May. "Do you guys want to be dragged out by my bodyguards? How do you know if Xyla is good or bad at painting? What does it

I did not paint this picture with enough care and concentration..." Suddenly, a man's voice echoed across the

everyone subconsciously looked in

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in the hall recognized

Master Wilmer

as Wilmer had made his point, the babbling crowd

well below par. However, I decided to display it anyway because the mistakes weren't too obvious... I thought normal people wouldn't be able to notice anything." As Wilmer

"Little girl, I can tell that you're quite knowledgeable about French paintings. In fact, I've overheard your evaluation of me, and I've been observing you for a long time... I don't think you're 'someone who can't draw'. There are some blank canvas and paint on the table over there. Why don't you draw something and

you think too highly of me..." Xyla shook her head. Since today was Master Lacroix's art exhibition,

please don't give Xyla a hard time. She hasn't learned much about painting." May glanced at Wilmer and pleaded. Subsequently, she approached Xyla and hugged her arm intimately, pretending to help to take the heat

agree... Master, she can critique but that