Chapter 756 Who Dares Call Me A Fraud

This time, the unkempt man didn’t push the brush away. Instead, he accepted it with a

nod.

Just like before, the crowd hushed, their anticipation palpable in the air.

But unlike his previous display of wild fervor, he now embodied the epitome of concentration, his every stroke deliberate, every line filled with purpose.

As time ticked by, the initially raucous and skeptical crowd began to fall silent, their disdain giving way to rapt attention.

They were all staring, eyes wide, mouths agape at the unfolding masterpiece before them.

Thirty minutes had passed, and the canvas was already half–filled. Even to the untrained eye, it was clear the man was painting an “Eagle on a Tree.”

What was more, he had somehow captured that distinctive artistic conception synonymous with Emerentius‘ work.

This was no small feat, considering the complexity and uniqueness of Emerentius‘ style.

had enveloped

unbothered by

by, and finally, the man

on the central part of the drawing paper leaving the periphery.

that central space, he had rendered a complete and breathtaking

Tree.”

who dares call me a fraud?” he challenged, his voice cutting through

was snapped back to reality by his scoff. It was unmistakable.

indeed

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clap,

out, a spontaneous symphony of admiration

crowd’s perception of the unkempt

But did you listen? No! And now, here we are. You can’t

never doubted it for a second. Mr. Emerentius‘ artistic essence is unmistakable. Such talent cannot be mimicked

as Mr. Emerentius himself said, you lot were nothing more than jesters, completely oblivious to the true essence of art. The first painting was a clear reflection of the master’s stream

you’re wearing? Their natural look has really caught my

prompt from the crew–cut man, began to openly express their newfound respect and

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