Chapter 298 Painting

If Emrys had remained silent, it would have been better. His words only served to further fuel Emmett’s dissatisfaction. Is it just a painting? How could it possibly blind me? What nonsense are you spouting? I will look at it, and you can’t stop me!

With determination, Emmett took the initiative and moved closer.

To his surprise, nothing bad happened.

As he looked at the paper, he saw a beautifully sketched owl. The strokes were minimal, yet the image was incredibly vivid.

Emmett remarked, “This is the work of Mr. Emerentius. I didn’t expect him to be such a young lad. I must admit, you’re quite impressive, but you’re exaggerating.”

Emrys, who was indeed the renowned Emerentius, would have normally surprised Emmett upon learning this secret. However, with the Ginger family facing a crisis, he had no time to concern himself with who was a prodigious master of calligraphy and painting.

brows and asked, “Young man, does this painting of yours have any connection to

was indeed the

smile and said, “Old man, open your uncultured eyes wide, focus on the owl’s eyes, look closely, and feel

shifted his gaze, focusing on

as if

heart. It felt as if there was an unreachable barrier within him,

a sudden jolt, Alastair’s b*dy collided with the corner of the table. Yet, there was no trace of pain on his face. Instead, it was filled with unparalleled ecstasy, immense

man… No, Mr. Lund, I thank you for bestowing upon me this great fortune!”

hair cascading down to his waist, Alastair gave a deep bow of nearly ninety degrees to

utterly bewildered. He wanted to follow Emrys‘ method and stare into the owl’s eyes. However, he

level is inflicient. Seeing it would only blind your unworthy eyes,”

could even myfather say

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