Doubt spread like vines into every corner of the painting classroom, instantly silencing the once-noisy art space.

All eyes turned to the sole target—Lan Qi.

As if hoping to find an explanation in his naturally innocent expression.

However.

His face was like a painting even more difficult to decipher than the professor's, leaving everyone unable to fathom it.

Four consecutive instant answers, each like lightning striking the correct option.

It was truly difficult to explain as mere coincidence; no demon doubted Lan Qi was relying on luck any longer.

Even though they couldn't understand what bizarre magic this Radiant Demon was using to analyze the answers so accurately and quickly…

“……”

The Hawkeye Demon sat there, lost in thought because of Lan Qi's prompting. His expression was somewhat annoyed and conflicted.

He knew that Lan Qi taking revenge was only to be expected.

So Lan Qi might have deliberately answered correctly a few times earlier, only to give him the wrong answer to mislead him!

But.

It was also possible that Lan Qi had predicted the Hawkeye Demon would see through the trap, so he answered correctly anyway, luring the Hawkeye Demon into deliberately answering in reverse.

After some analysis, the Hawkeye Demon became more and more lost, unable to figure out which layer Lan Qi was on, and gradually suspected that Lan Qi was simply messing with his mind!

Finally, after thinking about it for a while.

The Hawkeye Demon slowly curled the corners of his lips, as if he had discovered a clue.

As if he understood what to do.

"You are very smart, but you have overlooked one thing…"

The Hawkeye Demon stared at Lan Qi, like a police officer who had discovered a criminal's clue.

As someone specializing in mental magic, he could clearly distinguish the mental fluctuations of other demons.

When Lan Qi told him the answer just now, he hardly produced any complex thoughts.

His words were too calm, his eyes too pure.

The Demon Realm would never have a demon who could be so sincere to a hostile subject, giving the correct answer without any distractions!

This was also the only flaw in the trap that this Radiant Demon wanted to set! He must be harboring the most instinctive malice of the demon race, and gave the wrong answer.

"It was drawn by a student."

The Hawkeye Demon did not adopt Lan Qi's answer, his voice incomparably firm, echoing in the empty classroom.

Immediately afterward, he glanced at Lan Qi with a sneer.

As if mocking Lan Qi's feeble scheme, which not only failed to harm him but helped him instead!

“……”

Professor Mogut remained silent, shaking his head.

"Wrong, I drew it."

There was a hint of displeasure in Professor Mogut's words.

Lan Qi was full of regret, looking at the Hawkeye Demon as if he were an idiot.

"I already told you the correct answer, why don't you believe me…"

He seemed to have no bad intentions, truly wanting to help his classmates as much as possible.

“……”

Hyperion, who was to the side, stared at Lan Qi's face. She knew that what Lan Qi said was definitely the truth, but unfortunately, this Hawkeye Demon refused to believe it.

After thinking about it, Hyperion felt that another demon was being toyed with by Lan Qi.

Regardless of whether the Hawkeye Demon believed it or not, Lan Qi's act of revealing the answer had disturbed the Hawkeye Demon's mind. Even the Hawkeye Demon himself had not noticed that he had unconsciously shifted his focus completely from the painting to Lan Qi.

"What's wrong?"

Lan Qi seemed to notice that Hyperion was looking at him, so he turned his head and looked at her with a smile, his voice as clear as a spring.

“…Nothing.”

Hyperion didn't say much to Lan Qi.

She knew that even if she asked Lan Qi, Lan Qi would definitely tell her with an innocent face, "I don't know anything," "That guy is judging a gentleman's heart with his own mean measure," and "How could I possibly harm my classmates?"

This guy's naturalness and blackness had merged into one, making it completely impossible for her to tell whether he was doing good or evil, and he even began to possess duality…

……

The entire right side of the classroom fell into a silence that was etched into the bones.

"Ah, ah…"

The Hawkeye Demon's face was full of fear, his eyes reflecting the shadows behind Lan Qi, as if his face, distorted by a demon, was reflected in a sea of darkness.

His face twisted, full of resentment and helplessness.

Looking at the approaching professor, only bottomless despair soon remained in his originally sharp Hawkeye eyes.

Even at this moment, he could not understand why that Radiant Demon could display something that did not belong to the demon race—"good intentions"—in such a pure and flawless manner!

Professor Mogut's steps were steady and powerful, each step like a death knell ringing in the Hawkeye Demon's heart, throbbing with his last bit of fear.

Soon, Professor Mogut's hand slowly rested on the Hawkeye Demon's head, causing his skin to wither, his blood to evaporate, his muscles to thin, and eventually turning him into a shriveled corpse, the light in his eyes gradually extinguishing.

The expression of fear and despair was forever frozen on the Hawkeye Demon's face.

"After I store his body, the next part will be a free-for-all question answering session."

Before taking out the next painting, Professor Mogut, holding the corpse in his hand, took a deep look at Lan Qi.

He felt that the nature of this class might have already changed.

This classroom might be difficulty 3 for other students.

But for this Radiant Demon, the difficulty was like negative 3.

……

More than an hour later.

The melodious bell rang again, like an invisible force penetrating the walls and seeping into every corner of the classroom.

Professor Mogut stood at one end of the round table, frowning, his eyes full of doubt about his demon life.

The paintings in his hand had been replaced one after another, trying to increase the difficulty and challenge Lan Qi's appreciation ability.

But as a result, not once could Lan Qi feel even a trace of difficulty.

Professor Mogut was now even beginning to reflect, how did it turn into him challenging the student?

Professor Mogut was very sure that when Lan Qi was identifying the paintings, the magic power on his body did not fluctuate at all. He relied entirely on his eyesight to carefully observe every corner.

It was unimaginable how there could be such a terrifying student in this school in terms of painting appreciation, as if he had been possessed by the god of art!

"Just who are you…"

Professor Mogut stared at Lan Qi, deeply shocked by him.

At this moment, Lan Qi, in the eyes of Mogut, a senior professor in the fine arts department, was like an unfathomable art master.

Professor Mogut couldn't help but wonder, if he handed a paintbrush to this Radiant Demon and let him paint, what level of work would he be able to produce…

"So, Professor, can you first tell me what the reward is for 263 points?"

Lan Qi simply rested his chin on the back of his hand in a leisurely manner, leaned back in his chair, and asked with a smile.