Cherished By Seven Sisters

Chapter 755

Chapter 755 You Call This Art

Why don’t you ask him directly if you can make heads or tails of what he’s scribbled down there? Honestly, even if I were schlepping a pig around on my shoulders, I reckon I’d still manage to pull off something similar.

You really think we’re that gullible, huh? Trying to pull a fast one on us?

The crowd gathered around started feeling like they were the butt of some kind of joke, as if someone was making monkeys out of them.

this mess supposed to be the work of the esteemed Mr. Emerentius? This is absurd!

What an utter waste of our time!

“Just a moment, folks, please don’t rush off…”

Realizing his attempt to sway the crowd was failing miserably, the man with the crew cut felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment. Desperately, he raised his voice, trying to keep the audience from dispersing.

To his relief,

f, the crowd paused, their steps halting.

They glanced around, bewildered, wondering what the alleged master would attempt.

next.

crew–cut man addressed the unkempt man with a touch of deference, “Mr. Emerentius, it appears the audience hasn’t quite warmed up to your previous display. Would

of ignorant ninnies, they just can’t grasp the finer points of true art!” The unkept man’s retort was like a cold slap to the face, instantly igniting widespread.

resentment.

a good look at what you’ve drawn. Does that even qualify

to claim we can’t appreciate art, while you’re out here pretending

Mr. Emerentius?”

all a favor, would you? Go home, have a shower, and change out of those musty

clothes.”

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point, the crowd was simmering

all stay calm, please. Mr. Emerentius is deeply passionate about art, and I assure you, he didn’t

Mr. Emerentius now, are we? Shameless, absolutely shameless!”

clear that no one was buying the act; they were all convinced that the

but feel her spirits lift. She turned to Emrys with a mischievous smile, “Hey, Rys, what do you think this ‘Mr. Emerentius should do

a bit longer and see!” Emrys responded with eager anticipation.

I mistook this gathering for an audience capable of recognizing true art. This is an insult to

stood up abruptly, filled with a fury that seemed to command the room, as if he was about to leave in a storm of

rage.

fuel the crowd’s anger

hit a nerve by calling out your charade, and now you’re throwing a

could it be? Just listen to him,

first we’re the fools, and now you’re the one making a spectacle

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