"You beast, you're quite intelligent. You know that your daughter and I are extraordinary, so you want to ask for some good fortune!"
Ye Chen could not help but laugh. A medicinal pill shot into its mouth quickly. Subsequently, he said, "I've given you the benefits. Whether you can succeed or not depends on your fortune. If we meet again one day, I, Ye Chen, will personally enlighten you and help you leap through the real dragon gate. So what?"
No one knew if the golden carp understood what he said, but it shook its tail and leaped into the lake again. It disappeared in a few moments!
"Daddy, why did it run away?!"
The little girl could not take it anymore. She tugged Ye Chen's sleeve and shouted, "Daddy, catch it for me now. I'll bring it back and keep it in a fish tank."
"If it's fated, you guys will meet again in 50 years!"
Ye Chen shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
He then turned around and lifted his head to look at Sato Seiichi and the rest. His expression returned to its previous indifference, "Don't judge China by one person. There are countless talents in China. It's not something that a mere overseas barbarian like you can imagine!"
"Who exactly are you, sir?"
Sato Seiichi looked defeated, no longer as arrogant as before.
However, he was unwilling to accept it. He did not believe that he had lost to an ordinary person. He would rather believe that Ye Chen was an art expert who was more powerful than Wu Wenshan.
"I'm just the father of a child!"
Ye Chen hugged his daughter tightly and smiled lightly.
Sato Seiichi's body shook slightly when he said that!
That was right!
No matter how powerful his identity was, how could it compare to the words' the child's father 'that were more engraved in people's hearts?
He forced a smile and walked to Ye Chen quickly. He bowed deeply and said in admiration, "I, Sato, have lost today. Thank you for showing me that Art Dao can reach such a level!"
At this point, he bowed deeply and bowed to the extreme, "Please accept me as your disciple. I'm willing to follow you as your disciple!"
The expressions of Kazuhiko Inoue and the rest behind him changed. They hurriedly said, "Mr. Sato …"
They had never expected Sato Seiichi to undergo such a huge change.
Before this, they had even ridiculed China for having no capable people, belittling them to the extreme. Now, not only had Sato, whom they had relied on, been defeated, but he even wanted to worship a Chinese person as his master. Wasn't this a slap to their faces?
Even Wu Wenshan and the rest of the Chinese people were shocked!
Sato Seiichi was the Art Saint of Japan!
The Art Saint was willing to become someone else's disciple!
"Shut up!"
Sato Seiichi shouted coldly and looked at Ye Chen in anticipation.
"Get lost!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly, "I won't accept disciples, let alone people from Japan!"
Sato could only force a smile when he heard that. He bowed to Ye Chen again and turned around to leave without looking back.
"If I hear that you dare to insult China again, even if we're across the ocean, I, Ye Chen, will come to Japan with my sword and kill all the cherry blossoms on the mountain to make wine!"
A seemingly calm yet heart-palpitating voice rang out.
Sato Seiichi stopped in his tracks.
Kazuhiko Inoue and the other Japanese were furious!
However, they did not dare to flare up and left in a huff!
Because they had lost!
Watching them leave, all the Chinese people at the scene were excited, and they felt extremely elated!
Because China had won!
This was more satisfying than anything else!
Clap, clap, clap …
No one knew who started clapping, but everyone else followed suit. The thunderous applause lingered in the air for a long time.
At that moment, everyone looked at Ye Chen and his daughter again. Their eyes were filled with admiration, passion, shame, and self-blame!
When Sato Seiichi defeated the Art Saint, Wu Wenshan, and the Japanese said that China was nothing. Everyone was humiliated and furious.
It was the father and daughter who stood up to protect China's dignity!
It was also the father and daughter who casually drew that allowed everyone to witness the true Art Dao!
It was the father and daughter who ruthlessly defeated the proud Japanese Art Saint and protected China's dignity!
Cang Shuxue's hands were numb from clapping. She walked to Ye Chen's side with a flushed face after the applause ended. She said with admiration on her face, "Mr. Ye, y-you're amazing!"
Before this, she thought that Ye Chen would be reckless and get into trouble. Never did she expect him to prove himself with his abilities in the blink of an eye.
"Ms. Cang, I'm very powerful too, alright?"
Mengmeng pouted her lips and said unhappily, "That dragon was drawn by Daddy and me."
"Yes, you're powerful, alright?!"
Cang Shuxue snickered, "But your daddy is more powerful!"
The little girl immediately revealed a vigilant expression when she heard that. She snorted coldly and said, "Ms. Cang, I'm telling you that my daddy has a wife. You can't like him!"
Cough, cough, cough …
Cang Shuxue was caught off guard and almost choked to death. She glared at her fiercely with a red face, "Little rascal, what are you talking about?"
"I'm telling the truth!"
The little girl said seriously, "There are many sisters who like my daddy. You're not the only one. For example, Ms. Ou, Sister Sun Sirong, and …"
"Shut up!"
Seeing that she was counting with her fingers, Ye Chen could not help but cough and stop her immediately even though he was thick-skinned.
If these words were to reach the great beauty Su's ears, when he returned, he would have to give her an explanation.
Li Yongmin pulled the little fatty over and said in admiration, "Brother Ye, good job. I didn't misjudge you!"
"Nonsense!"
The little fatty, Li Erguo, could not help but mutter, "I wonder who was the one who kept saying 'Brother Ye, I'm dead because of you. Brother Ye, I'm dead because of you!'"
Li Yongmin's face immediately became a little embarrassed, and he wished that he could slap this little bastard to death who betrayed him.
Qianqian also ran over and said to Mengmeng in admiration, "Sister Mengmeng, you're so amazing!"
As they were talking, Wu Wenshan walked over with the big shots from the Jinling art world. He bowed deeply to Ye Chen, "Mr. Ye, thank you for protecting China's dignity!"
"How can I be worthy of such a big shot's greeting?!"
Ye Chen's expression was cold, and he was very cold.
Wu Wenshan forced a smile and bowed deeply again. He said in guilt, "Mr. Ye, I failed to recognize you earlier and neglected you and your daughter. I hereby apologize to you. Don't worry, we will definitely give you an explanation!"
"That's right, that's right. We have to give you an explanation!"
The people behind him nodded repeatedly.
What a joke. There were so many people watching. A winner of the Excellence Award had defeated the Japanese Art Saint. If word got out, not only would they be laughed at, but they would also be torn apart by the angry netizens.
Ye Chen nodded, and his expression eased up a little.
At that moment, a middle-aged man with a big belly who was dressed like a wealthy businessman squeezed out of the crowd with great difficulty.
The man looked at Ye Chen's painting earlier with a burning desire on his face. He rubbed his hands and said, "Mr. Ye, I wonder if … if you can part with this painting of yours!"
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(PS: There's still one more chapter. Six chapters have been blocked, so the chapter order has been messed up. It's not that I'm republishing the old chapter. Please forgive me!)
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