Some were amazed, some were envious, and some were excited … Most of the elderly and middle-aged people even stood up from their seats and looked at the God of Sword's ring on Ye Wuchen's hand with respect and fanaticism. To most youngsters, the Sword God was a mythical existence. It sounded ethereal, but to them, the two words carried far too much weight. It had once been their pillar of support and faith, and even that of the entire Tenryū Province.
At this time, Long Yin also stood up, ecstasy and reverence written all over his face. Then he said loudly, "We absolutely didn't expect that Wu Chen was actually Senior Sword God's disciple, and the one who can obtain the Sword God's ring will be Senior Sword God's sole successor. The successor of the Sword God has finally appeared, and he is the son of the Ye Family of Sky Dragon City. It can be seen that Senior Sword God has never forgotten us. This is really worthy of celebration, worthy of celebration! Hahahaha! "
Long Yin's hearty laughter infected the crowd. Indeed, the Sword God hadn't forgotten them, and he'd chosen a son of the Yeh family as his disciple. This meant that the next Sword God would serve the Tenryū Province for the rest of his life, just like Feng Zhaoyang of Great Wind, and become the protector of the Tenryū Province. Now, the way they looked at Ye Wuchen had undergone an earth-shattering change. He was the Sword God's successor, the next Sword God!
"Wuchen, I believe that you will surpass your master in the future!" Long Yin declared solemnly.
Surpass the Sword God? Was there a higher evaluation than that? But based on Ye Wuchen's previous performance, no one thought it was an exaggeration. Even the Lin family, whose faces were growing paler by the second, agreed with it.
"Your Majesty, you're too kind." Ye Wuchen smiled.
"Haha, I see. Your master has long since entered the path of divinity. It seems that it's not just his sword, but his four arts have also entered the path of divinity beyond our imagination. No wonder, no wonder. " The old man stroked his white beard and continued, "Young man, this old man will shamelessly make a request. Can you give this' Twin Lotus Flowers' to this old man? This old man will definitely remove all the vulgar and clumsy works on the wall except for this one. I will carefully study it every day to comprehend the true art of painting."
Ye Wuchen felt helpless. There was no so-called "Divine Path" to speak of in this painting. It was just an extremely ingenious use of some physical principles. Moreover, now that the water had dried and the painting had taken shape, it could only be said to be a good painting. It could not be repeated for a short period of time. Moreover, he had his own motives for drawing this painting.
He said respectfully, "Old Senior, this painting already has an owner, so it's not suitable for you. If Senior doesn't mind, Junior will personally go to your house to paint three paintings for Senior. I hope Senior won't mind. "
"Is that true? Good, good! " The old man nodded with a cheerful expression. Then, he thought about it and laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, so that's how it is. I was so excited when I saw this divine painting that I forgot the original meaning of the Twin Lotus Flowers. Now I'm making a fool of myself."
His reminder caused everyone to have an epiphany. The Twin Lotus Flowers symbolized a pair of infatuated lovers, and he said that this painting already had an owner … Could it be that his heart already belonged to someone else? Thinking of this, many unmarried women could not help but feel sad. Appearance, temperament, background, martial arts skills, talent, and inheritance were all things that others could only dream of but could not reach. He was so perfect that no flaws could be found. It was impossible to meet a second man like this in this lifetime. What kind of woman would be lucky enough to be worthy of him?
"Chen'Er, don't call him Senior. He's your grandfather!"
The one who shouted was naturally Wang Wenshu. At this moment, she was grinning from ear to ear. In the eyes of a mother, her child would always be the best. However, because her son was too disappointing in the past, whenever her son was mentioned in front of outsiders, she would feel ashamed and feel a deep sense of defeat. But today, Ye Wuchen's amazing performance made her feel indescribably happy and proud. At this moment, she truly felt the pride of a mother because her son was so outstanding. He was like a bright pearl that became the focus of attention and suppressed the brilliance of all his peers.
That old man was her father, the Imperial Tutor, Wang Bo. Seeing that one of them called him 'young man' while the other called him 'Senior', she did not know whether to laugh or cry. Finally, she could not help but shout it out.
"Huh?" Ye Wuchen's expression froze with a look of surprise.
"Hahahaha!" Wang Bo laughed heartily and stroked his long beard, "Chen'Er, I heard that you lost all your memories after being saved by the Sword God. Even now, you are still unwilling to sincerely acknowledge me as your family. This is also human nature. I won't force you to call me Grandpa, but you must not go back on your word since you promised to paint three paintings for me! "
"Yes, I won't go back on my word!" Ye Wuchen replied with a smile.
Wang Bo had rarely seen Ye Wuchen over the years. Occasionally, he would visit the Yeh family, but he would only take a few glances to express his sincerity. When he left, he would secretly shake his head in disappointment. But today, he saw a flood dragon that had already soared into the sky. The affairs of the world were impermanent. In his opinion, this saying was vividly reflected by his grandson.
Some people who had been confused also came to a sudden realization. No wonder the two addressed each other so strangely. So this was the reason.
"Good! Grandpa can rest assured now. Chen'Er, which lady would you like to gift this' Twin Lotus Flowers' to? " Wang Bo said with a smile. He naturally did not ask this question out of presumptuousness. He knew that since Ye Wuchen was painting in front of everyone and did not hide the fact that the painting already belonged to someone, he must want to gift this painting to someone on the spot. Wang Bo's question was just right to push the boat along with the current.
His words immediately made some of the princesses and ladies restless. They nervously grabbed the corners of their clothes and raised their heads to look around in anticipation. It was as if there was a stream of light flashing in their eyes as they longed for an incomparably huge surprise to fall from the sky.
Ye Wuchen did not answer. Instead, he walked to the drawing board and carefully rolled up the 'Twin Lotus Flowers'. He rolled it into a thin roll, covering the exaggerated beauty that it had once caused. Then, he picked up the wine bag that Hua Zhentian had thrown to him and said in a clear voice, "If it wasn't for Senior Hua's wine today, this painting would not have been completed. Therefore, this painting can be said to have been made by me and Senior Hua together. Therefore, giving this painting to Senior Hua is only right and proper … "
A large group of people were immediately dumbfounded. Some of them even almost vomited blood on the spot … They had painted a 'Twin Lotus Flowers', but in the end, they had actually given it to a big and burly man. This, this, this …
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