Before Xie Zhuzhou could even leave, someone shouted from below, " Young Master Xie! We heard that your painting has been collected by Elder Sheng. We'd like to see your painting skills!"
After Wei Haoyuan finished speaking, he revealed a wicked and provocative smile. The people around him also joined in the jeering.
"We can't just give you whatever you want, can we? There has to be a price to pay, right?" Knowing that Little Yan might be listening from somewhere, Xie Zhuzhou thought he had already toned down his tone enough. As expected of him, he could even tolerate this.
Wei Haoyuan's upturned lips froze on his face, and the people around him covered their mouths, wanting to laugh but feeling embarrassed.
"It's your birthday now, why are you making so many demands..."
Xie Zhuzhou: "So you know it's my birthday? Did you wish me a happy birthday? You're so rude."
Wei Haoyuan: "..." Damn it, who's the rude one here? The host fainted on the floor and was carried away, Xie Zhuzhou didn't even glance at him. This guy is even more rude and cold-blooded!
" Wei Haoyuan, go for it! Let's hear what he wants!" someone in the crowd urged him; they were waiting to see the show.
They also wanted to know if Xie Zhuzhou could paint; if not, they could use that to mock Xie Zhuzhou as a spoiled, uncultured rich kid who had been pampered by Ji Wuqiu.
Wei Haoyuan is Ling Zhenhe's cousin, and also someone who was tortured by Ji Wangyun. Just thinking about how he was held underwater for so long last year for just saying a few Ji Wangyun, he couldn't help but feel intense hatred.
"Then tell me, what price do you want me to pay to see you paint, or are you saying you can't paint at all? Are all the rumors outside true?"
Xie Zhuzhou raised an eyebrow and said slowly, "Actually, proving to you whether I can draw or not is really a bit boring, but if you can slap yourself fifty times, maybe I'll draw for you."
Xie Zhuzhou thought it was a good idea; he hadn't laid a hand on anyone, so surely that was acceptable?
Ha, he's really smart.
Everyone: "..."
Qin Fang and his companions looked at the face on the stage that mocked everyone, and their breathing slowed down.
It was as if they had just met Xie Zhuzhou for the first time, the Xie Zhuzhou who didn't respect anyone and never gave anyone a kind look.
After Xie Zhuzhou finished speaking, he gestured to the two waiters closest to Wei Haoyuan, instructing them to carry Wei Haoyuan up.
The crowd below looked up at Xie Zhuzhou, swallowed hard, and couldn't help but rub their sore necks.
Xie Zhuzhou was indeed as rumored: brutal, ruthless, unpredictable, and capable of doing whatever he pleased!
Wei Haoyuan was dumbfounded.
"No, no, I don't want to watch anymore! Forget it..."
"How can we just leave it at that? Everyone's waiting. I'll draw you a picture of yourself slapping yourself. You should be satisfied with that, right?"
Wei Haoyuan had already been carried up the steps, and he was shaking his head violently like a rattle drum, shouting, "No! Tell someone to let me go! You demon..."
"Alright, let him go then."
The two men carrying the pig immediately let go.
Wei Haoyuan tumbled backward down the stairs.
After witnessing this scene, everyone watched as the second person was carried away by the medical team. He appeared to be alive, but his leg was broken. Their mouths gaped open in shock, as they realized that Xie Zhuzhou was not only a cold-blooded and cruel person, but also a madman!
Xie Zhuzhou said helplessly, "Why is this gentleman so foolish? If you're going to roll down the stairs, at least find a higher one. It's not like anyone will die rolling down here."
Everyone: "..." Look at what he's saying!
They couldn't help but gasp. One-fifth of those who had originally intended to embarrass Xie Zhuzhou were now having second thoughts. Their expressions were complicated as they began to think that Xie Zhuzhou was not someone to be trifled with, and that offending him would have even more serious consequences than provoking Ji Wangyun.
They didn't know Xie Zhuzhou Xie Zhuzhou, and therefore they didn't know his methods.
Now they think Xie Zhuzhou is much more brutal than Ji Wangyun, a complete madman who doesn't care about the lives of others!
This was Xie Zhuzhou's first time speaking in front of so many people. To be honest, his legs were a little weak and his heart was pounding, but he couldn't lose his aura.
He had just been worried that Chu Yanzhang would discover his true nature, but now he had completely forgotten about the word "restraint".
Seeing the various expressions on the faces of the people below, Xie Zhuzhou felt uncomfortable standing there and thought the painting was over. Suddenly, someone below started slapping himself frantically.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap...!" The crisp sound of slaps rang out from the crowd and echoed throughout the hall.
Xie Zhuzhou: "..." So hardworking?
Just to cause him trouble and embarrass him? Someone actually dared to slap themselves fifty times, and quite ruthlessly at that. It seems that wealthy families, besides having a lot of money, also have a lot of lunatics.
After the man finished, Xie Zhuzhou gestured to the waiter to bring over a brush, ink, and Xuan paper to prepare.
"Alright, you guys are really interesting. I agree."
Seeing Xie Zhuzhou's calm and collected expression, as if he could truly paint traditional Chinese paintings, the man who had slapped himself in the face, having lost the bet, was stunned. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face, swollen like a pig's head, became comical.
"Then I'll draw that Mr. Pig from earlier. I wonder what his name is? Could you tell me?" Xie Zhuzhou thought these rich kids were really making trouble for him, causing him to waste some more time here.
"Mr. Pig?" The man's face was swollen and his speech was somewhat incoherent. He was extremely dizzy. When he heard Xie Zhuzhou say that he would draw his ugly face, he was dumbfounded. How could he not have thought of that before?!
"No, don't draw!"
"Why are you stopping? No, a gentleman's word is his bond."