บท 734: The Princess's Killing Strike

When he heard this, before anyone could panic, Cui Jian, who had a regretful expression, immediately panicked. "Miss Grey, what do you mean?"

"Copying is about being almost the same, and I have some painting habits that will make my painting unique. I don't think Xia Wanyuan can copy my little habits. Since she didn't do it, why should she be considered successful?"

These words were a little forced, but everyone present was not stupid. No one stood up to retort and cause trouble for themselves.

"That's right!!" Cui Jian pretended to be enlightened. "I think Madam Grey is right. Xia Wanyuan's painting is at most the same color outline. How can that be considered successful?"

[ F*ck, shameless! ]

[ Where did this old bald monk come from?? I'm so angry. Who bullies people like this? ]