Lin Youlan was a radiant beauty, exuding a rich, scholarly air. This, combined with her terrifyingly potent Charm Supernatural Ability, instantly captured the unwavering attention of everyone present.

"My God, where did this beauty come from? How can she be so gorgeous?"

"A top-tier beauty, definitely. She's even more beautiful and charming than a celebrity."

"That's Lin Youlan, Master Lin Lanting's granddaughter. She's known as the most talented woman in all of China..."

"..."

The crowd immediately erupted into excited discussion. Ma Rufei, Chen Chaoyue, and Zhang Haijun didn't recognize her, but many others did and quickly revealed her identity. This information stunned Zhang Haijun and the others speechless. Was this really Lin Youlan, the most talented woman in China? How could anyone possibly hope to win over a woman like her?

"Zhang Bin, you still haven't answered me. Do you have any objections to me being the judge?" Lin Youlan asked with a charming pout.

It sounded as if she were flirting with Zhang Bin.

The crowd was taken aback. Why would the nation's most talented woman speak like that? Is that just her natural way of talking? they wondered.

That vixen! She started trying to seduce Zhang Bin the moment she arrived! Su Man and Zhu Danyan cursed furiously in their hearts.

Even Mi Yiyao and the Twelve Golden Flowers gave Lin Youlan strange looks, wondering if the woman was love-struck. Of course, this only deepened their confusion. While Zhang Bin was outstanding, could he really be *that* attractive to women?

Damn it, this beautiful woman really does recognize me, Zhang Bin's heart skipped a beat. Still, he decided to play dumb, putting on a surprised expression as he stood up. "So it's Miss Lin Youlan, the granddaughter of Master Lin Lanting. With you as the judge, no one will disagree. I'm completely at ease."

"Then you may begin," Lin Youlan said coolly, her composure restored.

With that, both men took out their brushes and paper from their Space Rings, spreading them out on the table. The painting competition began right then and there.

Lv Yuze lifted his brush and began to paint, the very picture of confidence.

Zhang Bin, however, simply closed his eyes as if he were about to take a nap.

"I think Brother Bin might have given up this time," Zhang Haijun said dejectedly.

"Brother Jun, how do you know he's given up?" one of his friends asked curiously.

"He's sleeping! Who takes a nap right before they're supposed to paint?" Zhang Haijun was clearly not a well-educated man, having not even finished high school.

Although most of the guests were more knowledgeable, they shared Zhang Haijun's sentiment.

Even Su Man, Zhu Danyan, Ma Rufei, and Chen Chaoyue thought the same. The four of them knew Zhang Bin well and were certain he had never painted before. Thus, they were convinced he was bound to lose this round. However, they had also heard Mother Zhang boast about Zhang Bin's exceptional calligraphy skills, so they weren't overly worried. Losing this round didn't matter; he could just win it back in the calligraphy competition.

By that logic, winning two out of three rounds would still make Zhang Bin the overall winner. Their only real concern was that Lv Yuze's calligraphy might somehow surpass Zhang Bin's.

Lv Yuze's brush flew across the paper as he painted the *Eight Steeds Painting*. One by one, magnificent horses appeared on the canvas, each with a unique posture, appearing extraordinarily vivid and beautiful. Clearly, he was a master of painting horses, having reached an exceptional level of proficiency.

"It's absolutely beautiful! This is a peerless masterpiece! If it were auctioned, it would be worth tens of millions, at least," someone exclaimed, their face a mask of disbelief.

Even Lin Youlan's face showed admiration, because Lv Yuze's painting was indeed superb. His skill was rapidly approaching the level of her grandfather, Master Lin Lanting.

All the guests were stunned into silence. A casual painting by Lv Yuze was worth tens of millions—just how much money had this man made? No wonder such a talented man had taken control of China's entertainment industry and become a godfather figure whom no one dared to defy. Only Zhang Bin would dare challenge his authority.

Today, however, Zhang Bin was going to lose, and it was likely to be a miserable defeat. The company he had just founded would have to be dissolved.

Feng Banmei's face turned deathly pale. More than anyone, she hoped Lv Yuze wouldn't win. But from the looks of it, his victory was all but assured.

Finally, Lv Yuze finished his painting. He even took out a seal and stamped his work. He then took a moment to admire it, realizing it was truly the peak of his artistic ability—stunningly beautiful and virtually flawless.

He was very satisfied. He looked up proudly at Zhang Bin, only to discover that his opponent still had his eyes closed, fast asleep, without having made a single brushstroke.

"Hahaha..." he roared with laughter. "I've won this round! Miss Lin, you can announce the result."

He was certain Zhang Bin had forfeited. After all, if someone didn't know how to paint, there was no way they could beat him. It was better not to even try.

A gloomy mood settled over the crowd. The score was now tied one-to-one, and the calligraphy competition was next. But they didn't have high hopes for Zhang Bin, as they knew Lv Yuze's calligraphy was also incredibly formidable, making him a top-tier calligrapher. It seemed almost impossible for Zhang Bin to win.

All eyes turned to Lin Youlan, waiting for the judge to speak.

Lin Youlan smiled calmly and said, "Don't be hasty. Let's wait a little longer." With that, she resumed her quiet watch, her expression serene.

What is there to wait for? He's clearly given up! Lv Yuze and his entourage grumbled inwardly, their expressions dismissive. Most of the guests felt the same.

However, something astonishing happened. Zhang Bin's eyes suddenly snapped open. As he picked up his brush, an intense, powerful aura of a Grandmaster erupted from him. In that instant, he seemed to grow a thousand times larger, appearing majestic and immense.

"What's happening?"

Confused expressions appeared on everyone's faces, as no one understood what was going on.

The aura of a Grandmaster! It truly is! Chen Junheng, you've finally shown your true colors. So you're also the world's King of Gamblers, Zhang Bin. It seems I've underestimated you. But from this day on, you won't escape. I will do my best to tame you! Lin Youlan shouted excitedly in her heart.

Zhang Bin's brush finally touched the paper.

As a Grandmaster-Level painter, he couldn't just start painting casually. He had to let his emotions brew, focusing all his spirit. He had to meticulously conceive a work that could move even himself before he could create a true Grandmaster-Level painting.

To maintain the pretense that he didn't recognize Lin Youlan and to hide the fact that he was the former Chen Junheng, he had to create a completely new style, one that would surpass many of his previous works. Therefore, he was putting his all into this painting.

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