Master?

He... called Mr. Wu the master?

"I'm also curious, why are you here? Aren't you busy all day long? Come to the art exhibition when you have time?"

When Mr. Wu thought of this, he hated his teeth. He was so angry that he watched the art exhibition leisurely here, but he didn't go to his place to learn carving. It was hateful!

"Well, Master, I'm here... looking for artistic inspiration. There are many similarities between carving and painting. We also need painting skills as the foundation, so let's worship Mr. Mo's masterpiece."

Tang Luo coughed dryly, and of course he knew why Mr. Wu was like this.

"I didn't expect that Master, you know Mr. Mo. If I knew, I would come with you."

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Old Wu's face was a little slow, and the boy's explanation was reasonable... Moreover, in front of him, he gave him the face of being a master, so he would not bother with him this time.

Mo Zixing was a little confused, could he say...

"My junior brother."
Chapter completed!