"Tony!" The old man just smiled.
"Teacher, I haven't seen you for so long, I can't control my emotions." Tony expressed his feelings like a child.
"Teacher? Tony's teacher?"
"..."
The scene fell silent once again... so silent that there wasn't a single sound...
For everyone, Pan Wei was the grandmaster, the supreme existence. Just seeing him would be considered an honor.
But that wasn't exciting at all. What was exciting was that Tony, the world-class oil painting master's teacher, had come, and everyone was so thrilled as if they had seen a pop star.
But it was still not stimulating enough. Tony's teacher had actually come...
At this moment, everyone didn't know how to manage their emotions, as if they had turned to stone.
"Master... Master..."
After snapping out of it, Pan Wei broke into a cold sweat, subconsciously trotted over, entirely lacking his usual grandmaster demeanor.
"Master... Master!"
