"Can you smell it? The fragrance of plum blossoms."
"Have the plum blossoms in the courtyard bloomed? I noticed earlier that two plum trees had blossomed, but their fragrance wasn't nearly this strong."
"It's coming from this painting. Did that coachman soak plum blossom juice into the ink?"
As the painting was unfurled, all sorts of guesses and doubts could be heard from time to time.
Clearly, no one believed that a coachman could paint anything of quality.
Nor were they willing to believe it.
When Cui Xiaoxin fully unrolled the painting, everyone stared at the Picture of Plum Blossoms Proudly Facing the Snow on the table and fell silent.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
After a long while, everyone burst into uproarious laughter.
"I'm dying of laughter. This is really killing me."
"This is the coachman's painting? Sure enough, it shows the coachman's highest level."
"Ha ha, what a painting. A peerless masterpiece. I've never seen one like it before, and I'll never see one like it again."
No wonder the others had laughed mockingly.
Because there was nothing at all on the painting.
There were no plum blossoms, nor any snowflakes.
It was empty, clean, and white, looking just like a blank sheet of paper.
A sheet of paper with nothing on it could be called "extraordinary painting skill"?
"How could this be?" Li Sinian looked utterly bewildered. She ran forward and reached out to touch the paper. "I clearly saw a painting on it. Why is there nothing now? Could I have brought the wrong painting?"
"Miss Sinian, you're truly amusing." Chen Wenting wore a mocking expression. "This sort of painting is far beyond our abilities; we really have no way to appreciate it. I heard your brother Li Mu Yang entered the Ten Realms of Painting. With a