Confrontation in the Imperial Study

Zhang Ronghua recalled what Ding Yi had said three days ago. He seemed to have brought a painting over, but due to a strange combination of factors, it was destroyed by him. A painting was stained with blood everywhere. Not to mention the mountains and rivers, there was not even a single blank spot. Combined with Yue Heng's current attitude, it made sense. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and had a mocking expression on his face, as if he was watching a clown.

Yue Heng was furious. Although he was a scholar and had the same official position as him, he was still older and had been in the Scholar Hall for so many years. Yet, this person actually ignored him like this. His anger burned and exploded instantly. He pointed at Zhang Ronghua's face and shouted,"What kind of attitude is this?"

"Didn't anyone tell you not to point at other people's faces when you speak?"