"Mr. Qi Zhong." The person in charge hurriedly interrupted him and said with an awkward expression, "Don't talk anymore."
However, Qi Zhong did not listen to the other party's reminder and continued to pursue the matter. "I've already gone easy on her. Since she still dares to come over now, then don't blame me—"
Before he could finish speaking, the person in charge hurriedly interrupted, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you continue to say nasty words, Mr. Cui can forget about becoming an apprentice."
"What did you say? Could it be that Qiao Xi knows the painter of this painting? How laughable!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge said with disdain, "This lady is the painter of this painting. Mr. Qi Zhong, can you shut up now?"
There was silence. The air seemed to have frozen.