C216 Immortal in the Painting's Love

"What? You refuse?" The Immortal in the Painting bellowed suddenly. "My apologies, I must take my leave." Zhao Lin shook his head and withdrew. Inside the house, the Immortal in the Painting's face turned a ghastly shade of green. He snatched up a wine jar and started guzzling the contents. Zhao Lin had decided to leave; the Immortal in the Painting's timing was off