C82 Endure

Bai Zhen stood before the table and compared the two paintings. In the end, he shook his head, picked up one, and prepared to roll it into a ball.

"Why are you so unsatisfied with your work?" The marquis knocked on the open wooden door and asked with a smile.

Bai Zhen originally wanted to hide the drawing paper, but he was worried that his actions would appear too deliberate