Situ Guixiong's face was extremely gloomy as he coldly said to the man in white, "The painting you've drawn is unrecognizable; it doesn't resemble an Immortal in the slightest. Quickly put it away, lest you further embarrass yourself!"
In his heart, this corpulent man was already on his hit list. Aolai Country had laws strictly forbidding cultivators from fighting privately.
But what of it?
Being a local of Aolai Country, he had a hundred ways to kill an outsider, and there was nothing they could do about it!
"You lack appreciation, the world is never short of beauty, it's just missing a pair of eyes that can discover it," the man in white sighed, flipping his wrist and stowing the scroll away in his bag, no longer paying attention to the crowd.