I haven’t completed a single work by myself in three years.”

Conan asked, "But when we saw him today, he was clearly painting in the bamboo forest..."

"It's just a pretense, or maybe it's because I'm trying to complete the painting based on the composition I've already completed, but it doesn't work," Chi Feichi explained. "When painting, you need to use your fingers hard, at the speed at which Master Jingshan produces works.

Judging from the length of the finished product, the cocoon should not soften."

Conan turned his head and looked out the window at the dark sky and the raindrops splashing on the glass from time to time.

 Such a famous master used the works of his apprentices as his own in order to gain fame and reputation. The discovery of this truth made him want to express something with emotion.

The room was quiet for a while.

Conan came back to his senses and found that Chi Feichi was still sending messages to people. He also saw that Chi Feichi pressed the return button on his phone several times. He was obviously chatting with more than one person. He was a little speechless. My friend was so energetic at night.

?, "If Mr. Kuroki is willing, others have nothing to say. It seems that Mr. Kuroki is indeed very grateful to Master Jingshan... By the way, Brother Chi, do you think I can make Master Jingshan give up committing suicide?"

Thoughts?"

“It’s futile to try to catch fish from a tree,” Chi Feichi said bluntly, “Master Jingshan didn’t even want to commit suicide.”

Conan was stunned and asked repeatedly, "Why? Although Master Jingshan seems to be very happy, is it possible that he is hiding it? From the contact point of view, Master Jingshan is indeed a very face-conscious and strong person, and he cannot paint when he is drunk.
Chapter completed!