The Painting Academy was a tranquil place, and originally everyone had been admiring the flowers and scenery or exchanging pointers on their skills. Seeing people arguing and making a ruckus over here, quite a few folks gathered around to watch.
Before they knew it, a crowd had already filled up around Li Mu Yang and the others.
Hearing Li Mu Yang utter such aggressive and overbearing words, more than a few people let out sounds of astonishment.
Some recognized Song Tingyun and stood nearby, teasing him out loud.
"Song Tingyun, look—the guy simply isn't convinced at all. Were you just being too low-profile in the past?"
"Song Tingyun, looks like this battle is inevitable. I'm betting on you to win."
"The kid's got spine, I like that. Still, are you sure you can beat Song Tingyun? I'm still going to place my bet on Song Tingyun for this wager."
Chu Ning's face was also full of anger as she stared at Li Mu Yang and said, "Li Mu Yang, stop acting so unreasonable and making a fuss. Do you think that just because you beat one Chu Xun, there's nobody in this world who can handle you anymore?"
Li Mu Yang looked at Chu Ning and said with a smile, "Just who is the one acting unreasonably and making a fuss? First you spoke up to insult me, and then he stepped up to issue a challenge. I refuse, and you call me cowardly and shameless. I accept, and you still feel like I'm making a fuss. If you were me, what would you do? Teach me."
"You—" Hearing him put it that way, Chu Ning suddenly felt it made a lot of sense. Yet why did she feel increasingly uncomfortable and angry inside?
Song Tingyun looked at Li Mu