Chapter 138

Chapter 138

After Wen Zhengtian finished his analysis, the entire room fell into a brief silence, which was soon swept away by a thunderous applause.

“Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!”

“Your analysis is spot on!”

The applause continued unabated.

Even Elder Xu cast a look of admiration toward him.

“If Master Yunfeng could hear this, he would surely feel deeply gratified. It’s like the meeting of kindred spirits—Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi,” Elder Xu said, giving Wen Zhengtian a thumbs-up.

Wen Zhengtian smiled and replied, “Elder Xu overpraises me. It’s truly Master Yunfeng’s painting that is so moving; I was drawn in and couldn’t help but speak my thoughts.”

Everyone showered Wen Zhengtian with praise.

Ye Fengyun, meanwhile, clenched his fists and tapped his palm, feigning sudden realization.

“Oh, so that’s what I was thinking back then!”

Hearing Wen Zhengtian speak so confidently, Ye Fengyun didn’t dare to speak out casually.

After all, these so-called experts hadn’t spoken yet—how could he be sure of his own thoughts at the time?

However, Ye Fengyun’s gesture caught Wen Zhengtian’s attention. Since they already harbored animosity toward each other, Wen Zhengtian was determined to find a way to make him lose face.

“Mr. Ye, what’s your take?” Wen Zhengtian asked with a sly smile.

***

“I?” Ye Fengyun was momentarily taken aback.

Does my opinion even matter?

Master Yunfeng himself doesn’t understand Master Yunfeng as well as you do—does it matter what he thinks?

Elder Xu chuckled and said, “It’s alright. There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand minds. Just speak your mind.”

Wen Zhengtian grinned maliciously, “Just don’t simply parrot what I said, Mr. Ye.”

Tang Shihan, worried Ye Fengyun might embarrass himself, quickly interjected, “My husband doesn’t understand painting, but I have studied Master Yunfeng’s works extensively. I’m a devoted fan; let me speak.”

“Miss Tang, we’re asking Mr. Ye. If you want to respond, please wait.”

However, Wen Zhengtian didn’t give Tang Shihan a chance to come to Ye Fengyun’s rescue; he was determined to see Ye Fengyun humiliated.

“I…”

Tang Shihan was at a loss.

At that moment, Ye Fengyun absentmindedly replied, “I have nothing much to say. It was just a casual sketch. There’s a spot on the mountaintop where a bird dropped some droppings, nothing more.”

The room fell into dead silence.

Then, furious shouts erupted.

“What nonsense are you spouting?”

“How dare you insult Master Yunfeng’s painting like that!”

“Disgusting, absolutely disgusting! This brat is so arrogant!”

***

Wen Zhengtian revealed a triumphant smirk and took the opportunity to say, “As expected, an ugly heart belongs to an ugly person. This disgrace to art should be thrown out!”

“Exactly, throw him out!”

“Get this ugly brat out of here!”

The crowd was outraged.

“Enough!” Elder Xu stopped the farce, his expression slightly displeased as he looked at Ye Fengyun.

Though Ye Fengyun had done him a favor before, his remarks were deeply upsetting.

If not for that favor, he would have long since expelled Ye Fengyun and his wife.

“Mr. Ye, your words are rather biased,” Elder Xu said politely.

Ye Fengyun smiled and replied, “Does what you say necessarily reflect what Master Yunfeng thought at the time?”

“If it’s not what I said, then is it what you said?” Wen Zhengtian retorted.

Ye Fengyun let out a light laugh.