"Indeed, do you know him? Your painting skills are mediocre at best; you've rendered him quite unattractively. That innate charm and temperament are completely missing from your work. Your painting technique still requires a lot of improvement," Li Xiaobai nodded as he spoke.
The old man was infuriated, his cultivation level at the Nascent Soul Stage, and he had long mastered the Confucian ink and brush techniques. Although his painting skills were not necessarily masterful, they were certainly sophisticated enough for him to be considered highly skilled. To his surprise, his abilities were belittled so by Li Xiaobai.
This kid really had a sharp tongue.
"Does Young Master Li know where Ye Liangchen is?" Ouyang Yue'er asked with some urgency.
"Of course, I do."
"Where is he!" The old man also asked anxiously.