C122 The Man in Black Appeared Again

The divine brush flew into a rage and jumped off his hand. "What do you think I am?"

"Brush, isn't it?" Qing Luo looked at it, puzzled.

"I... you won. When others draw, they show what they are thinking. What about you? What are you showing?"

"Childish," Qing Luo said in a daze. "Painting is painting. "It's fun," he said