Capítulo 626: Chapter 585 Lanci Heavenly Father Above_2

His lazy and non-confrontational voice made it hard for listeners to tell if he was merely joking around or had truly come to a great realization.

"Bastard!"

Ulysses, the Tenth Ancestor of the Blood Clan, had never seen such disdain for art and mockery of his opponent, the painter, and he clenched his fist tightly against his chest.

The fingers of Ulysses trembled slightly, his breathing became a bit rapid, and as a proud artist, he had never encountered such direct contempt and oppression.

But soon, he calmed down.

The barrier of the royal palace stood before him, giving his much weaker opponent an air of aplomb.

But an absolute gap could never be filled by the external environment.

"Hmph, very well, let me see for myself how capable you are to speak such wild words," Ulysses said as he waved his hand.