Supreme Mars novel Chapter 693

At this moment, Percy clutched Leo's wrist with an excited expression, just as if he had won tens of millions of dollars in a lottery ticket.

"What?"

When Morgan and Blake heard this, they both subconsciously flinched for a moment, then stared at Percy with wide eyes, full of incredulity.

They suspected that their ears had heard wrong.

"Percy, what are you buying his writing for? It's just graffiti, even a three-year-old can write better than him!"

Morgan also said, "Words are like his person, if his writing is so bad, his character must not be good either, Isabel, don't be deceived by him."

Isabel had a cold face and a cold expression; she had long been familiar with what kind of person Leo was.

But the writing was indeed too scribbled.

However, Isabel still intended to defend Leo.

"Hmph, what do you know? An artist's eye is not the same as you mere mortals'! I do think the painting is quite good."

She grunted coldly and said.

This was just a casual remark by Isabel, but Percy immediately asked excitedly, "Isabel, do you also see the special features of this painting?"

"What?"

Isabel's face was full of bewilderment, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Everyone followed suit and was dumbfounded; they all thought Leo's writing was scribbled, but how was it that in Percy's eyes it was an unparalleled masterpiece?

Percy's face was agitated at the moment, his gaze fixed dead on the painting in Leo's hand.

"How much can you sell it to me?"

Having lived to this age, Percy is not at all short of money; he just likes to collect those calligraphy and paintings so that he can come and enjoy them in his spare time.

Leo smiled calmly, "Percy, you should not ask me, but Isabel, because I gave this painting to Isabel, and it should be up to her to decide exactly what to do with it."

Percy looked at Isabel again, "Isabel, this is a rare good painting, so why don't you take it?"

Isabel was still frozen on the spot.

Blake and Morgan's faces paled and they couldn't help but say, "Percy, if you say his writing is good, then someone has to recognise what he's written, right?"

The old Commander of Wyverns also looked at Leo with a smile, "Come on, tell us what kind of words you have written."

Leo nodded and said aloud what he had said

"Good!"

The old Commander of Wyverns recited a few words and then laughed happily.

The scene was silent, not a sound was heard.

The crowd was dumbfounded!

Even Lydia was frozen in awe at the scene.

These words were not even recognisable to her.

Blake looked dumbfounded for a long time, then suddenly said angrily, "Old Commander of Wyverns, don't listen to his nonsense, these two couplets must be his impromptu ideas!"

"The writing is so scribbled, I think he's doing it on purpose. We can't read what's written, the content is whatever he says."

Blake and Morgan chimed in, one after the other, not believing that Leo had written the same couplet as he had said.

"Hmph, what do you guys know?"

However, Percy, the great writer, suddenly gave a cold hum and said, "He is writing in cursive script, the more cursive it is, the more powerful it is, do you understand?"

However, when he looked at the painting again, he was even more filled with joy, and then waited for Isabel to offer a price.

Isabel saw that it was a genuine painting and was not going to sell it at that moment.

Or rather, as long as it is a gift from Leo, she will definitely not sell it.

She shook her head, "Percy, I'm not selling this painting."

When Percy heard this, his face twitched and he smiled ingratiatingly, "Don't, Isabel, do you think it's okay if I offer 10 million for this painting?"

At this price, the people around couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

It is less likely that a wealthy person would have used it to collect handwriting than some antique masterpieces.

10 million is already a sky-high price.

Isabel still shook her head, "No, it's not for sale!"

Percy was anxious, his favourite thing was to collect authentic paintings, and this was a painting that had to be collected in any case.

Gritting his teeth, Percy said, "Twenty million!"

Once they heard the price, Morgan and Blake were about to faint. 20 million was not much for the Valenham royal family, but it was not little either.

Especially for someone like Blake who is not a core member of the royal family, ten or twenty million is already a huge sum of money.

Are they crazy to buy a painting that you can't even read?

The bottom line is that Isabel refused to sell it.

She clung to Leo's calligraphy and painting, refusing to let go of it.

At this point Leo smiled, "Percy, it is just a painting and calligraphy, I'll send you one later."

Percy was so excited at his words that he almost knelt down to Leo.

"Really? That's great! Here's my name card!"

Percy handed out a business card.

Leo accepted with a smile.