Upon hearing this, Mi Yuezhen's face distorted in anger.
She would certainly not have believed that Jiang Nanfei could produce such a painting if she had not seen it with her own eyes. Yet, she had watched the process and even handed the painting over to her grandfather herself.
Dai Jinhai nodded with satisfaction. Worthily his disciple. Her composure was something that ordinary people could not stand up to.
The look on Mr. Mi's face kept on changing, and he watched Dai Jinhai jealously.
"When did you take an apprentice? Why don't I know about it?"
"Oh! I came today to tell you," Dai Jinhai said excitedly. Having the rare opportunity to flaunt himself before Mr. Mi, he wanted nothing more than to have prepared a speech.