Leaving the attic, Shen Han recounted the conversation between him and Su Jinyu to his uncle.
"They really consider themselves important, demanding a sacrifice for the Shen Family at the drop of a hat, as if the whole world revolves around them."
Just hearing the retelling, the uncle from the Yun Family became instantly infuriated.
"Han, rest assured and participate in this Thousand-Autumn Grand Gathering. With your perception, you may well surpass those prodigies in the future."
Shen Han nodded and walked back to the center of the grand gathering.
Many people were seated around, observing the artwork before them, silently and intently comprehending it.
Shen Han also took a look at the painting, but just after a few more glances, he started to feel a bit dizzy.
That's odd, his spiritual power far surpasses his Martial Path prowess, how could this be...
He averted his gaze from the painting and shook his head.
