In China, there may be many people named Bai Chuwei, but there is only one who could cause a stir among everyone present.
Li Can looked at Bai Chuwei with a shocked face, his pupils dilating dramatically as the skin on his face pulled uncontrollably, stretching the greenish painting of a big turtle, making it look bizarre and warped.
It was Bai Chuwei, she... how did she come back again?
Her Hairpin Space Magic Artifact had been in his hands for nearly ten days. During those ten days, Bai Chuwei didn’t dare to make a peep, as if she had evaporated from the world. And now, at this moment, she just appeared out of nowhere?
Moreover, she did so conspicuously, appearing at an exhibition with thousands of attendees to paint a turtle on his face for all to see.
Li Can had never seen a woman as brazen as her, truly a rarity in this world.
Li Can’s bloodshot eyes stared straight at Bai Chuwei. She stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes brimming with a smile, completely unbothered by her recent act of painting a turtle on his face, and wearing an expression that suggested it was perfectly justified.
Li Can didn’t find a trace of "fear" on Bai Chuwei’s face!
Suddenly, a terrifying thought jumped into Li Can’s mind—Bai Chuwei’s absence might not have been due to avoidance of a task at hand but rather something else she had been dealing with...
It might not be because she feared the Demonic Cultivator!
His current behavior...
The moment this thought flashed through his mind, the color drained from Li Can’s face as rapidly as the tide receding from the shore.
Seeing him dumbstruck, Bai Chuwei uttered, "Hmm?"
Bai Chuwei showed a trace of impatience, "If you want to trade art for art, Boss Li, do you think my painting is up to the standard now?"
The crowd watching around nearly knelt down to Bai Chuwei when they heard her words.
Immortal Teacher, oh father, my lord, I’ve never seen anyone so brazen.
Using someone’s face as a canvas, painting it so hideously, and still hoping to exchange it for a famous painting displayed at the exhibition, do you think your painting is a world-renowned masterpiece? Or are you some kind of famous painting master?
Better run, or you’ll get beaten.
Li Can secretly mobilized his entire cultivation base, attempting to forcibly break through the invisible restriction placed upon him, but he soon felt all his strength deflate, disappearing without a trace.
Li Can became increasingly panicked, continuing to mobilize his entire cultivation base, but the results were all the same!
Exhausted by the excessive use of his cultivation base, Li Can’s breathing quickened, and a string of large beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead. Read complete version only at novel⁂fire.net
Bai Chuwei’s languid voice suddenly rose again, "Don’t sweat, don’t sweat for heaven’s sake; your sweat will tarnish my painting."
Upon hearing this, Li Can almost ran out of breath.
Her painting, the turtle she had drawn on his face.
Bai Chuwei looked on with a smirk, "Boss Li, do you like it? Does this painting fit your aesthetic?"
Li Can’s throat choked, and his teeth began to clash.
Li Can’s eyes were bulging as though they would pop out of their sockets, and he painfully squeezed out a few words between clenched teeth, "Like, like, it’s nice."
Are they no longer in tune with the trends, or do they not understand current fashion?
That... that thing is actually considered nice?
They couldn’t bring themselves to say the words "it’s nice" about the large turtle on his face, no matter how hard they tried.
Bai Chuwei stood with her hands behind her back, looking at Li Can with considerable satisfaction, "Mr. Li really lives up to being the behind-the-scenes owner of A Country’s painting association, with such fine taste. Since you like it so much, I’ll give it to you permanently."
The ancient ancestors were always quite generous.
This foreign Demonic Cultivator kid, although not good-looking, has impeccable taste; the ancient ancestors appreciate it.
In an instant, Li Can’s face became a patchwork of colors!