Chapter 763 Imposter

Dabbling in the art world without some form of financial backing at home can be quite challenging. The most reliable options were typically becoming a teacher or a doctor. Well, on a side note, even pursuing a medical career required substantial family support.

The unkempt man’s family background was ordinary, and his parents hoped he could find a stable profession.

In a fit of anger, he left home and ran away.

From then on, he became a wandering artist.

Back then. Emerentius had not yet made a name for himself, and the unkempt man did not imitate anyone else’s painting style. He painted entirely in his own unique style.

However, nobody appreciated it.

Therefore, even though the unkept man had previously drawn many paintings, they were barely enough to keep him fed.

The money for sustenance was often given to him out of pity, not because they appreciated his artwork.

some integrity. He would rather persist in his dream in this semi- begging way

long time, he actually developed a bit

and quickly stirred up a whirlwind in the

the unkempt man saw Emerentius‘ work, he suddenly felt an emotional resonance. As time went on, his fascination only deepened, evolving into profound admiration.

he saw was “Eagle on a Tree” published on a magazine he picked up. Countless calligraphy and painting masters had commented on it, stating that Emerentius was a rare genius whose style was so unique that no one could imitate

order to prove himself, the unkempt man made

first, and it wasn’t until several years later

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charm. This was largely due to his experiences as a wanderer.

to praise him,

wandered about for so many years, someone with discerning eyes finally recognized his talent!

that he could drive luxury cars, live in mansions, and play with young models, the unkempt man became even more excited. He quickly asked what he needed to do

crew–cut man wanted him to

unkempt man immediately refused.

he wouldn’t do such a thing. Wasn’t this tarnishing Emerentius reputation? Wasn’t

man insisted he couldn’t do

a long time, they kept coming to him, persuading him, trying to sway

thousand in cash. He didn’t use a card. or a check. He simply used

had been leading a miserable life. Now, suddenly, a hundred thousand was laid out before him, all in stacks of cash.

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