"Brother-in-law!"
Pang Duoduo suddenly stood up.
However, unlike the extremely agitated Pang Duoduo Lu Yang had envisioned, possibly even kowtowing on sight, she looked, very angry.
"Brother-in-law, there's a limit to joking around. If you can say that, then I might as well claim to be Xuan Yang the Painter. Those masterpieces that have been passed down are nothing more than doodles from when I was three years old!"
Pang Duoduo rolled her eyes, her good impression of Lu Yang plummeting.
She hadn't expected her brother-in-law to be this kind of person.
To dare to impersonate Xuan Yang the Painter.
It was simply, simply audacious beyond belief. To tell lies that could so easily be exposed, truly left her speechless.
"You don't believe me?" Lu Yang smiled.
"I don't believe you!" Pang Duoduo shook her head resolutely.
"What if I really am Xuan Yang the Painter?" Lu Yang said with a smile.
"You can do whatever you want!" Pang Duoduo said without hesitation.
