"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!"

you even know how to respect seniors?

getting indignant at the

the whole time, coldly scanning the crowds and May. "Do you guys want to be dragged out by my bodyguards? How do

this picture with enough care and

looked in the direction of

through the crowd and walked up to Xyla directly. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

recognized the old

was Master Wilmer

Wilmer had made his point, the babbling crowd shut their mouths

display it anyway because the mistakes weren't too obvious... I thought normal people wouldn't

In fact, I've overheard your evaluation of me, and I've been observing you for a long time... I

appreciate your acknowledgment, but I'm afraid that you think too highly of me..." Xyla shook her head. Since today was Master Lacroix's

May glanced at Wilmer and pleaded. Subsequently, she approached

but that doesn't mean she can

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