Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

  Old Master Ye: “.……”

  I have never seen such an arrogant person before.

  “You are so young……” He clenched his teeth and fumed, “But you have your nose in the air. How did your parents teach you?”

  Speaking of this, the little thing became even more fearless.

  She puffed her cheeks and swayed her head, “My daddy said this: we either cut the weeds and eliminate the roots or burn the bones to ashes.”

  Huo Chenyu: “.……”

  Old Master Huo started to question his life. “.……” Where did this child learn this from?

  “.……” Huo Yao felt comforted for no good reason.

  It looks like the little thing did remember what he said before.

  The little thing put her hands behind her back like a little adult and slowly continued, “My mommy said that she likes to convince people with her virtues.”

  Old Master Ye’s expressions improved slightly.

  So there was still some hope for the mother.

  But before he could stay comforted for a few seconds, the little thing blinked her dark eyes and crisply stated,

  “But for all those who aren’t convinced, they are dead people.”

  Old Master Ye’s fingertips trembled from fury. “.……If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked.”

  What kind of parents is that?!

  Huo Yao raised an eyebrow unhappily. He pulled the little girl into his arms and humphed, an indescribable expression appeared on his handsome face, “Old Master Ye, are you doubting my education?”

  The man was dressed in a black suit. His eyes hid coldly under his hair as he smiled slightly, sending chills up their spines.

  The way he looked seemed to say: if you are doubting my education, then my gun and I might also have objections.

  It was a straightforward threat!

  Old Master Ye inhaled deeply and laughed coldly, “I have never seen people who are as arrogant as you two.”

  Shen Chuchen grinned and butted in, “You’ve seen it now.”

  The man saw that Old Master Ye’s face was red from fury, he smiled again and intentionally added on. “If you have free time, please do come out and gain more knowledge and experience, you’ll realize that Huo Yao isn’t only arrogant, but he’s also a dog.”

  The three of them echoed one another, making Old Master Ye furious.

  He pointed at Ye Sang with trembling fingers and spat out these words, “Ignorant child!”

  “.……”

  Huo Chenyu looked like this useless middle-aged old man and smiled, “.…… Old master.”

  Old Master Ye interrupted him unhappily, “Don’t call me!”

  He laughed coldly, “Your arrogant child looks exactly the same as Huo Yao.”

  Ye Sang pouted, “I’m not ignorant.”

  She looked at him with her pretty eyes and continued, “Sangsang’s eyes are filled with you.”

  Old Master Ye: “.……”

  He would die from fury if he continued to talk to this ignorant kid!!

  Old Master Huo laughed silently.

  As expected of his granddaughter.

  The way that she seemed to argue for the sake of arguing definitely originated from Huo Yao when he was young.

  “You know how to paint?” Because Old Master Ye wouldn’t win against her in speaking, he had no choice but to forcefully change the topic.

  Ye Sang straightened her back and the hair swayed with her, “I know.”

  Her grandpa taught her himself and she was confident enough with it.

  Old Master Ye smiled coldly, “Fine.”

  “Here’s a brush, paint!”

  He took a step away and passed the paintbrush to her, watching Ye Sang with a cold smile as if he was ready to watch her fail.

  Huo Yao’s forehead throbbed and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

  It was understandable that she was angry for her friend.

  But she would definitely be mocked if she failed, judging by Old Master Ye’s harsh personality.

  His lips curved upwards into a half-smile at Old Master Huo, his pair of dark eyes turned cold.

  Old Master Ye touched his beard and smiled, “Children are so ignorant nowadays.”

  “Even I started painting at ten, let alone you.”

  The fact that six-year-old Shen Yao could paint was already made her be considered gifted.

  It wasn’t strange for him to be angry that a five-year-old talked so big.

  He scorned, “Don’t tell me you don’t even know to hold a brush like that kid just now.”

  The little thing looked up and widened her eyes in annoyance, humphed, and sat down.

  The way she sat was rather professional but the person standing next to her held her in disdain.

  Shen Chuchen lowered his voice and asked, “That little thing knows how to paint?”

  Even Shen Chuchen was shocked by her egotistical words after he had seen so much.

  Huo Yao shook his head without expressions, “She doesn’t.”

  But it’s fine.

  If that old thing really mocks his daughter, he’ll make him learn the vicious side of human hearts.

  Shen Chuchen raised an eyebrow. He wasn’t disappointed because he didn’t expect the little thing to know something.

  The man studied Old Master Ye and pondered.

  If that old man really bullies his little thing in front of so many people, he wouldn’t mind letting him know what it means to get beaten up by society.

  Old Master Ye sneezed after the two big shots set their eyes on him.

  He frowned slightly.

  Who’s thinking about him? ……

  While everyone else was thinking about different things, the little thing bit her lips and recalled the way her grandpa held the brush. She took the brush with her thumb and index finger, winding it with her middle finger, grasping the brush tightly in her hand.

  The little thing looked down and straightened her back, her posture and way of holding the brush were rather professional.

  “.……” Old Master Ye swallowed the mockery he wanted to say.

  He was slightly surprised and asked,

  “You taught her how to hold a brush?”

  Old Master Huo noticed the little girl and saw her standard way of holding the brush, he immediately showed up happily, “No no no, I wouldn’t know something like that.”

  He spent half of his life plotting against a bunch of old foxes in the business world.

  How would he have time to learn how to paint?

  Old Master Ye’s expressions darkened.

  No one taught her?

  Impossible.

  It would take at least a year or two to master the way that she held her brush just now.

  But how old was she?

  Only freaking five!!

  Old Master Ye gradually started to question his life.

  Old Master Huo laughed, looking particularly pleased with himself, “My Sangsang doesn’t speak much, but who told you that she never learned it before?”

  “Can’t she be a self-made genius?”

  Old Master Ye’s face turned white.

  When he realized that the little girl might’ve really touched painting for a long time, he knew that a slap in the face was coming.

  However……

  He wasn’t a sore loser who can’t afford to lose.

  Let alone the fact that she was just a child.

  Old Master Ye didn’t bother to nitpick anymore. He sat down with his legs crossed and started to study Ye Sang curiously.

  Because the little thing was too angry, she couldn’t even calm down when she was painting.

  The way she pouted made her look like a little blowfish.

  When the tip of the brush touched the paper, it wasn’t shaky and discontinuous like a beginner, but every single stroke was smooth and flowing as if she practiced it thousands of times in her mind. Her posture was upright and everything flowed smoothly.

  Chapter 116: Her Body Soars Lightly Like a Startled Swan and Gracefully Like a Dragon in Flight

  Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

  Compared to Shen Yao’s discontinuous strokes and struggles in completing a normal painting, Ye Sang’s painting was enough to make everyone shocked.

  The little girl’s black eyes looked at the clean paper and the brush in her hands never stopped. With every turn of her brush, small and delicate phoenix features appeared on the paper vividly under Old Master Ye’s astonished eyes.

  It was Ye Sang’s first time copying the artwork that made her grandpa famous.

  She bit her pink lips and sweat filled her forehead, but she didn’t dare to stop.

  Huo Yao, who was ready to beat Old Master Ye, slowly realized that something was wrong.

  He looked at the little girl who was concentrating on painting and he was stupefied.

  That’s his daughter?

  Shen Chuchen leaned in and nudged Huo Yao with his arms, asking in surprise, “Didn’t you say that she never learned painting before?”

  The way that it flowed so smoothly, she never learned it?

  Are they bullying him, saying that she never learned painting before?

  “.……”

  Huo Yao blinked in a trance, his calm expressions slowly disappearing.

  The man looked at the little girl who was sitting straightly and a smile flashed across his eyes,

  “Perhaps it’s because my daughter is a genius.”

  Old Master Huo touched his beard and smiled, pleased with her, “My granddaughter is too smart.”

  “.……” Ugliness wasn’t even enough to describe the Shen family’s mother and daughter’s faces.

  Shen Yao muttered to herself, “What’s so amazing about that……”

  Isn’t she just faster and her lines smoother?

  “If she’s so good, draw something then!” No matter how deep a six-year-old girl’s thinking is, she could no longer control her fury. That’s what she thought when she yelled at Ye Sang.

  But as soon as she said it, Old Master Ye hushed her mercilessly,

  “Shut up!”

  The girl’s face immediately turned blood red as she hit her lips, feeling humiliated that she was scolded in front of so many people.

  Shen Shanshan didn’t care how embarrassed her daughter felt, but she grinded her teeth while staring in Ye Sang’s direction.

  This damned girl.

  She’s always meddling with other people’s businesses!!

  Her daughter was just about to earn a teacher for herself and she butted in half through.

  “.……”

  Old Master Ye stared at the Ye Sang without blinking, holding his breath when he heard Shen Yao’s nonstop chattering, afraid that she was going to frighten the little girl.

  “This is……” When a vivid phoenix appeared on the paper, his breathing stopped, and he raised his voice abruptly, staring at Ye Sang firmly.

  “Wandering Phoenix Coming Home.” The little thing pulled the brush back with a small hooking technique, responding for him softly under everyone’s astonished gaze.

  Shen Yao’s body swayed slightly and stared at the painting blankly, feeling her face burning furiously.

  She always thought that she was a gifted person, whether it was in painting or mathematics.

  But this time……

  She didn’t only fall down hard, even her teacher is getting stolen……

  *

  Ye Sang’s handwriting was a neat regular script calligraphy. Because she had a grandpa who was the number one in calligraphy, she couldn’t help but mimic his handwriting too.

  When the brush left the paper, her movements were quick and elegant. People who weren’t familiar with her would think that it was a calligrapher’s writing.

  “Yi ri bu jian xi, si zhi ru kuang.” 1

  The little thing gazed at Old Master Ye with her dark eyes and continued reciting the next line,

  “Feng fei ao xiang xi, si hai qiu huang.” 1

  Old Master Huo’s pupils trembled and looked at his granddaughter’s poem.

  He blinked in astonishment and immediately muttered to himself, “.……Her body soars lightly like a startled swan, and gracefully, like a dragon in flight.1”

  He rarely uses these words to describe someone’s writing.

  The only person who could live up to it was an old master from before.

  But he probably passed away already.

  Old Master Huo never thought that when his five-year-old granddaughter lifted the brush up, her writing would resemble his writing so strongly.

  Huo Chenyu watched silently as the little girl’s eyes lit up as if she was asking for a compliment, even her expression was like a little puppy wagging its tails.

  “.……”

  The young master blinked and smiled lightly, “Did I underestimate you too much?”

  He had some knowledge of paintings as the heir of the family.

  He thought that the little girl could at most paint a picture of a duck playing in the water.

  He didn’t expect her to paint a phoenix.

  Even……

  The boy smiled, “It’s the artwork that made an old master famous.”

  But it’s been lost for a long time.

  No one knew what that artwork “Wandering Phoenix Coming Home” looked like.

  Although they didn’t know if what she said was true or not, her work was enough to shock everyone.

  Shen Chuchen watched from the side and silently stared at Huo Yao, whose lips curved up and his eyes were smiling. He suddenly said something.

  “Oi.”

  “Isn’t this little girl my daughter?”

  Huo Yao immediately stopped smiling.

  He glared back coldly, “It’s not even dark yet.”

  Meaning: stop dreaming.

  Shen Chuchen ‘tsked’ and replied sloppily, “The little girl is so smart, doesn’t your conscience hurt if you say that she doesn’t have my genes?”

  “Look at you. Are you sure you can give birth to a little thing that’s as smart as Sangsang?” Big shot Shen spoke coolly, denying the fact that he was jealous.

  Huo Yao humphed carelessly,

  “Having confidence is a good thing.”

  *

  Shen Yao pinched her palm in embarrassment. It was awkward to leave or stay either way.

  And there was no one there to help her out of the situation.

  Shen Yan’an silently watched a group of people surrounding the little girl and moved his fingertips slightly.

  When he recalled the way Ye Sang stepped in front of him, his calm heart felt different for once.

  Sangsang……

  The boy pursed his lips together.

  Ye Sangsang. ……

  At this time, the little thing put down the brush and laid on the table, sighing in relief.

  Wuwuwu.

  She didn’t want to touch a brush ever again in this lifetime.

  Reality proved to her that it was too difficult to copy her grandpa’s artwork that made him famous.

  Despite learning from him since she was young, she only learned about half of his grace.

  But she didn’t know that it was more than enough for Old Master Ye.

  He dashed forward in excitement and stared at the little thing anxiously, “Little thing, where did you see this painting?”

  “And how did you know that there was an entire scroll of it?”

  He had a part of the scroll in his collection room and he had been trying to restore it for the past few years.

  No matter how good he was at painting, what he painted was nothing like what the older master had painted.

  And he never expected that a five-year-old little thing could paint it so easily when he couldn’t even do it himself.

  Old Master Ye felt like his worldviews were in shock.

  The little thing looked down and the strand of hair shot up on her head. Seeing that the “old man” was so close to him, she whispered,

  “Grandpa Mu…… taught me how to paint it……”