Chapter 121 Can I Draw a Picture for You?

Andy Wu’s voice was small, but every single word was filled with power, reverberating like thunder in everyone’s eardrum, everyone could hear him clearly. Suddenly, the lobby of the exhibition hall fell into silence, and everyone threw their sight upon Andy Wu.

The little old man also fixed his eyesight on Andy Wu, and said with contempt, “Which painting are you going to draw? Do you think you are capable of drawing the painting named Flying Dragon in the Sky?”

Andy Wu shook...