"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!"

even know how to respect seniors? Stop acting like

onlookers surrounding them were getting indignant at the way Xyla

Lindt 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

enough care and concentration..." Suddenly,

and then, everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of that

came into sight. He made his way through the crowd and walked up to Xyla directly. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

in the hall recognized the old man

Master

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

performing well below par. However, I decided to display it anyway because the mistakes weren't too obvious... I thought normal people

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

her head. Since today was Master Lacroix's art exhibition, she did not want

hasn't learned much about painting." May glanced at Wilmer and pleaded. Subsequently, she approached Xyla and hugged her arm intimately, pretending

but that doesn't mean she

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