Chapter 21: Luring the Snake out of its Hole

  Autumn Wisdom's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, lost in thought... She used to be just as stubborn, just as impossible to deal with. Perhaps even after a few hundred years, she would still like him, right? Hehe, just like himself, he couldn't escape either.

  Autumn Wisdom stood with his hands behind his back, gazing deeply at the tall and slender figure on the teaching building... "Have you thought of what you want to draw?" Autumn Wisdom asked, snapping out of his reverie. "Yes, I've already thought of it!!" Han Fei'er nodded heavily, smiling proudly.

  Autumn Wisdom looked at her with interest, wondering what she had come up with. Han Fei'er walked over to the long table and sat down with the other contestants. She glanced around, surprised that none of the four beauties were present today. "Hmm?" Han Fei'er was taken aback - shouldn't they be here?

  She pouted, but this time, no matter what, she would see this through to the end! Han Fei'er closed her eyes, searching for inspiration in her memories and fragmented thoughts. The others saw her lift her slender hand, dip her brush in water, and begin to paint on the paper.

  Because she had chosen a larger sheet of paper, Han Fei'er switched to a bigger brush and stood the canvas upright on the ground. The people below saw her white brush dancing across the snowy screen, her sleeves fluttering wildly, sweat dripping down... it was as if she possessed a divine aura.

  Time passed, and almost half of it was gone. Chu Jing was getting anxious - what was this woman doing? She had already used up half the time, and she was still just outlining! Naturally, many people thought she was just drawing the outline, but Autumn Wisdom sat calmly on the side, sipping his tea as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

  Han Fei'er finally finished using her big brush to paint everything, then picked up a smaller one to add details. Just as she was about to start painting, someone stretched out their foot and made Han Fei'er lose her balance. A box of freshly ground ink spilled all over her canvas, leaving a long black stain on the previously pristine paper.

  The crowd gasped in shock - it seemed like Han Fei'er had lost for sure! Time was running out, and there was no way she could continue painting on this ruined canvas... what a pity!

  Han Fei'er turned around calmly, glancing at the people behind her. Several contestants stood expressionless, but she couldn't tell who had done it. She seethed with anger - if she found out who it was, she would make sure to trample their foot! But she didn't show any of this on her face.

  Instead, Han Fei'er smiled sweetly at the crowd and walked towards the stained canvas. Chu Jing let out a sigh of relief - Autumn Wisdom must have had some kind of plan! Chu Jing leaned in close to Autumn Wisdom, but was met with a dark scowl that made him shrink back... what's going on? Who had angered Autumn Wisdom this time?

  Chu Jing followed Autumn Wisdom's gaze and saw the crowd of men smiling foolishly. He turned back to see Han Fei'er laughing enchantingly, and his eyes widened in realization - no wonder Autumn Wisdom looked so angry! This woman was smiling too seductively...