At this moment, the teacher's gaze finally moved away from Wen Xishu and Reid.
"Today is composition class. I'll show you a few paintings, and you need to describe the content of these paintings."
"The requirement is—"
Wen Xishu instinctively looked at the little booklet.
The little booklet quickly sprouted words.
"Wen Xishu looked at the little booklet. He hoped to find an answer in it. Now that the story had come to this point, he would face his final trial before meeting the Master of the Pen. He had to faithfully describe the content of the three paintings; his written description must not contradict what was depicted."
"That eerie teacher soon began to display the three paintings. When they saw the contents, both Reid and Wen Xishu were shocked."
Reid and Wen Xishu were both shocked.
The content of the paintings was truly unsettling.
The first painting—Trust. Image:
