"What else could it be? Just make everything public!"

Oikawa Takeyori said angrily, "Kaito Kid's preview letter, including "Qing Lan", does not exist at all. I made it up!

Didn't he ever consider that the consequence of doing so would leave me with a stigma and end my career as a painter?

I clearly didn't say I wanted to paint "Qinglan", he made the decision on his own.

When I couldn’t draw anymore, they threatened me...”

After hearing what Takeyori Oikawa said, the scene fell into a brief silence.

"I don't know how to refute you, so why don't we ask another person involved to speak for themselves?"

A moment later, in the silent room, Tang Ze suddenly spoke words that surprised everyone.

The next moment, countless eyes were focused on Haruhito Kanhara who was lying on the sofa.

"Old man, now that you're awake, stop pretending to be asleep." Tang Ze came to Kanhara Haruhito and said with a smile, "Your breathing has already given you away."

"What a frighteningly perceptive young man."

Kanhara Haruhito opened his eyes, stood up from the sofa with some difficulty, looked at Oikawa Takerai with a complicated expression and said: "So... is that what you think..."

"Well, what else do you want to explain?" Oikawa Takeyori sneered at the words, "Stop pretending!"

"You misunderstood..." Kanhara Haruhito closed his eyes in pain, then looked at Tang Ze and said, "Could you please go to my room and bring me the painting?"

"Painting? What painting?" Oikawa Takeyori said in surprise after hearing what Kanhara Haruhito said.

"This is the 'Qing Lan' I drew. I wanted to use it to help you with your assignment."

Kanhara Haruhito was old after all, and after being electrocuted, he could only speak a few words before gasping for breath: "It's, it's my fault... I should have made it clear... but I ended up causing you to misunderstand..."

"No... Impossible... No way..."

Hearing what Kanhara Haruhito said, Iikawa Takeyori showed an expression of disbelief, and repeatedly denied it, unwilling to accept this fact: "You lied to me, you..."

"But sadly, it's true."

Outside the house, he walked into the house holding a painting and presented the painting, which was a little rough but full of "wind", to everyone.