Suo Lun shook his head, "Sorry, I'm really not interested."
Yuanyuan's gaze trembled, and she added, "I've heard that Lord Suo Lun's painting skills are unparalleled. The characters you paint come to life so vividly, as if they are Soul Reflections. I wonder if I could ask Lord Suo Lun to paint a portrait for me?"
"Insignificant talent, not worth mentioning." Suo Lun once again rejected her coldly.
Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes turned cold as she said, "Lord Suo Lun, don't forget that you're merely a prisoner at my feet, your life hanging by the thread of my applause. What use is there in provoking me?"
Suo Lun said, "I paint portraits for the women of the pleasure quarters, which allows them to change their Destiny. I play music for those who love it and to express my innermost feelings. But I will definitely not paint or play the piano for someone else's amusement."
