Chapter 24: Nine Restoring Yang Needles
Silence.
A heavy, thick silence fell over the room.
Then, as if the dam had broken, the crowd erupted into thunderous applause.
Admiration. Respect.
Yes, respect.
In the world of painting, Master of Clouds was a revered idol. And Alice, this unassuming woman, had just received a custom-made masterpiece from him—something so exquisite, so mind-bending that it was considered a treasure across the globe.
To everyone present, it was clear that in the eyes of Master of Clouds, Alice was someone of immense significance.
She wasn't just some ordinary attendee; she was the chosen one. The sole recipient of his unparalleled artistry. The mere fact that she held this painting meant that in the eyes of the world, she was not someone to be trifled with.
A wave of realization swept through the crowd: This strange, unremarkable woman was now forever tied to the legendary Master of Clouds.
It made sense, then, why Alice had been given the VIP seat—the true mark of importance.
Standing before them, holding the masterpiece, Alice's delicate body trembled slightly. She could hardly believe it herself. How could she? How could she deserve such a gift from someone as esteemed as Master of Clouds?