The Power of the Scroll

Hao Ren was stunned at this sequence of events.

"Su Han, I will die at your hands… I can't even sketch a picture of chicken pecking rice…" Seeing everyone turning to look at him, Hao Ren panicked.

Su Han just stood there waiting for him.

"Come on! Go up!" Huang Xujie was the first to yell.

Then, the other guys followed suit and yelled jeering encouragements.

"Uncle, you go up and draw a picture of chicken pecking rice!" Zhao Yanzi who was behind him urged as if she could read his mind.

"Whatever! I'll try to draw a picture of chicken pecking rice! Anyway, I'll be notorious after this at least."

Hao Ren forced himself to go forward to the painting table.

Su Han stepped aside and handed the brush to Hao Ren.

The two pretty girls in ancient Chinese dresses stepped up and spread out another piece of rice paper that was more than half a meter long.