The five so-called bamboo art masters from Japan were all waiting proudly for Guan Changsheng's praise.
After all, in their eyes, Guan Changsheng is an expert in this field and should be able to discern quality.
But then Guan Changsheng said, "What's the use of these things?!"
That completely enraged them!
"What do you mean, what's the use?! This is art! Artwork! As a bamboo art maker, how can you say such a thing!" The first Japanese person said angrily.
"Uh..." Guan Changsheng scratched his head, "Artwork? Would anyone buy this to put in their home?!"
"It's not about putting it in homes, it's about collecting, do you understand collecting?!" The second Japanese person exploded too!
In their minds, even if this was a competition with tactics, it should at least be a clash between artists, something refined!
Who the hell is this bumpkin who just showed up from nowhere?!
"Is it valuable?!"
