One day, I got excited and found the calligraphy and painting I had done for Zi Jin. When he took a sideways look, the veins on his forehead suddenly popped up for some reason. I was very puzzled.
I asked: "Don't you like this painting?"
Zi Jin's face was expressionless: "Would you like it if someone else painted you taking a bath?"
I was shocked with excitement: "Of course."
Zi Jin tore up the painting without saying a word and patted my head: "This painting is not good. Can I paint it again for you?"
I was even more excited. I was just about to prepare my pen and ink. Unexpectedly, this bastard Zi Jin swung his sleeve and knocked me out...!