"Of course you lost. But you didn't just lose in birth and family background. You also lost in ability, bearing, talent, confidence, and everything else about you."
Cheng Jinhui said calmly, "The talent I'm going to demonstrate is something you can't do, Young Master Gu. Since you're good at painting, I'll paint too. Since you can't divide your attention between two tasks, I'll do just that.
"I'll sketch with one hand and paint a watercolor with the other. You took fifteen minutes. I'll take only ten.
"If I fail on any one of those counts, I'll turn around and leave immediately."
"Of course, this is only one of the hobbies I happen to be good at. Just as you said, you're good at making money, while what I'm best at is commanding subordinates and winning people's hearts."
He wanted to strike on every front, leaving no gaps! Surpass him! Crush him!
Because he was Yanjing's foremost young nobleman.
He would not allow a second person to so much as catch up to him in any respect!
An uproar broke out.
But no one could question him.
Because everyone knew full well that he was one of the Yanjing Four Young Masters.
In fact, this was only one of his accomplishments in music, strategy games, calligraphy, and painting.
Both hands worked at once, his brushes gliding across the paper. In less than ten minutes, two paintings came vividly to life.
They were not quite at the level of a "world-class master."
At most, they were at the "top amateur" level.
But considering that he had only ten minutes and was even dividing his attention between two tasks, the two paintings were already remarkably impressive.
Everyone knew that he had indeed won an utterly decisive victory.
Wei Liwei's face flushed with excitement,