Lu Fanyu had specifically studied oil painting as a major and, back in his student days, was among the top performers, even receiving praise from the old professors.
Over the years, he had been deeply confident in his artistic expertise and his ability to appreciate art.
At the party hall, explaining oil painting works to the men and women around him, he was constantly adored, feeling quite elated all the while.
Now, out of nowhere, some nobody had splashed wine all over him and even dared to question his cultivation in this field.
Lu Fanyu wouldn't stand for it.
"You're not leaving until you make things clear!"
The men and women around him also came to their senses and glared angrily at Bai Xiaosheng.
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
"Do you know anything about oil paintings? Is this your place to interrupt?!"
"Talking rubbish, call security to throw him out."
