"Milafir. Feng?" Angel repeated the name, then looked at the man in the cloak with a face full of surprise, "Are you the Magic Painter, sir?"
"You seem surprised?" Feng raised an eyebrow.
Angel shook his head, "No... I just didn't expect the Magic Painter, sir, to look so young."
After speaking, Angel reached out and pointed into the air, making an aged oil painting appear in front of Feng. The painting depicted a rather benevolent-looking old man, smiling with a large barrel of rolled-up canvases on his back, holding a paintbrush stained with blue and gold paint.
"This is the portrait of Mr. Feng I saw in one issue of the Plane Conquest Record."
