Chu Ming looked over in confusion, only to see Liang Yuan shaking his head, his gaze seeming to say: Don't make a fool of yourself, will you?
Su Zhe, the Rain Paint Tower lady, Chu Yu…
His confusion only lasted a moment. Chu Ming's attention remained fixed on Chu Yu of the Chu Family.
"Heh, you sure know how to pick your timing, kid. Today is a rare opportunity—make sure you perform well."
"Uncle Yuan, do you mean…?" Su Zhe's face flashed with delight as he glanced toward the depths of the gallery.
"Go." Yuan Zhong waved his hand.
"Thank you, Uncle Yuan."
Su Zhe stepped into the gallery.
Su Qian hesitated, her gaze shifting off the scholar Chu Ming, and then followed after Su Zhe.
Chu Yu offered Yuan Zhong another bow, then followed toward the gallery's interior.
Seeing this, everyone's faces showed surprise.
From the sound of it, are they about to challenge that painting?
Before Su Zhe and the others had even left, many people followed closely behind.
