Now, in the timeline of the Divine Court's unofficial history across all heavens and myriad realms.
Ning Zheng, who was invited, sat across the table from the painter.
The painter smiled, picked up a brush, and painted all sorts of delicacies and gourmet dishes, even making the aroma of the food very realistic.
"What, went to the prehistoric times and felt a sense of emptiness in life, quite unused to it?" He suddenly said, "No appetite?"
Ning Zheng glanced at him.
"Of course, I can see your heart mind is unsettled. To paint a person, one must first observe the person and understand their Essence, Qi, and Spirit." The painter laughed, "Although we rarely communicate, I've always considered you a confidant and friend."
Confidant?
You want to paint me, reveal everything?
