"Come, come, come. Sit here." Master Xia held the stool enthusiastically. He was not embarrassed by the overly enthusiasm at all. At one point, Gu Yundong even felt that this was Master Xia's home…
The corners of Gu Yundong's mouth twitched. She pointed at the paintings piled on the table, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.
"Don't tell me you drew all these. Do you want me to finish reading them today?"
Master Xia was stunned, as if he had just realized that this was a difficult situation.
He immediately laughed dryly and reached out to remove half of the paintings.
Gu Yundong was speechless.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Master Xia thought for a moment and took off half of the paintings.
Gu Yundong still did not speak. Master Xia gritted his teeth and removed three scrolls.
But Gu Yundong remained calm. Master Xia could not hold it in anymore. "No more. There are no more than twenty paintings here."
