"I object."

Ethan finally stepped to the front of the stage.

He also confronted Rubins directly.

He glanced at Hughes first.

Hughes, originally frowning, now had a smile on his face.

But realizing he shouldn't be so friendly to Ethan, he promptly put on a stern expression again.

Ethan found it amusing, thinking this little old man was endearingly consistent.

Meanwhile, those below the stage also noticed Ethan. Although Ethan's paintings were quite famous in the Royal Capital, most people hadn't seen him in person, so they were not clear on who this young man suddenly stepping up was.

Especially since he dared to openly challenge Rubins.

Although the feeling was refreshing, if he didn't handle the subsequent response well, it would be the Royal Capital Art Academy that truly lost face.

Clearly, Rubins also realized this.

He was indeed caught a little off guard just now, but he quickly regathered himself, looked at Ethan arrogantly, and said, "Who are you? Don't you know it's inappropriate to interrupt when your elders are speaking?"

After saying this, he glanced at Hughes, evidently mistaking Ethan for a student.

Indeed, Ethan was a student, Hughes's student.

"Who am I? You really don't recognize me?" Ethan retorted to Rubins.

"Should I know who you are?" Rubins frowned, already feeling this person was quite rude.

"You just criticized me, Master Rubins. Is your memory that poor?" Ethan said, then turned to the students below, introducing himself.

"Hello everyone, I am Ethan Polleta, the young painter Master Rubins criticized as not understanding art."

His words caused quite a stir from the audience below.

Especially because Ethan was indeed quite famous now.

Particularly within the Royal Capital Art Academy.

After all, he came from the Royal Capital Art Academy, where as Hughes's student, he already had some recognition, and after becoming famous, people discussed him even more.

In these days, he's practically become an idol to many students at the Royal Capital Art Academy.

After all, young fame and creating such wonderful works always inspire admiration.

However, Ethan had always been in Wenster, so seeing him in person wasn't possible.

Now he's suddenly appeared, of course, everyone wants a good look.

Upon seeing him, this idol not only painted well but was also extremely handsome.

Several female students already blushed with red faces.

Who knows how many will meet Ethan in their dreams tonight.

"So you are Ethan, indeed, as the teacher is, so is the student; my judgment of you was correct."

Rubins felt the situation getting out of control and quickly let out a cold snort, trying to regain control of the scene.

"I disagree." Ethan said again.

"Oh? You disagree? Then tell us, what do you disagree with." Rubins was secretly pleased, thinking Ethan had taken the bait. He intended to utterly defeat Ethan on this topic.

A young, inexperienced kid with no credentials to speak of, could he really outshine him?

"I disagree with everything you said."

The words Ethan said were entirely unexpected by Rubins.

"What do you mean by disagreeing with everything I said?"

"You just said that art has high and low, that's wrong, that's biased, art doesn't have hierarchies, my teacher often taught me before, art doesn't have hierarchies, only artists do. Those who always have art in their mouth are the worst artists." Ethan said, glancing at Hughes.

Hughes smiled, as if indicating that was indeed the case.

Rubins, however, looked displeased: "What did you say?"

"Did I say something? Or do you recognize that kind of artist?"

This made it impossible for Rubins to respond.

Ethan quickly added, "Oh, by the way, I've recently had an insight. I believe there are no artists in this world."

If the previous words were a sharp exchange, going back and forth, this statement was truly astonishing.

After all, those present were either artists or aspired to be artists.

Even the students below, who greatly supported Ethan, were looking at each other at this moment.

Hughes, too, wanted to interrupt Ethan's words.

But Rubins wouldn't let this opportunity slip by: "Oh? There are no artists in the world? You have to be responsible for saying that."

"Don't rush; I'm not done talking yet." Ethan smiled and said, "Or perhaps everyone's an artist."

"As long as you put your heart into it, as long as you truly have insight, then you can create art."

"Absurd!" Rubins immediately objected, "If art has no boundaries, then are you saying a child's casual scribbles can be considered art?"

"Why not?"

"Hughes, your student, as I said, is indeed a pseudo-artist. It's laughable to do nothing but paint some paintings and have people praise him, and now he's speaking nonsense here."

Rubins laughed coldly, thinking he had already won because the other party was simply being unreasonable.

Hughes also thought Ethan's comments were poorly thought out and was about to speak when Ethan beat him to it.

"Master Rubins, you do not agree with my view, but what if I can prove it?"

"How will you prove it?"

"In a few days, I'm going to hold a solo exhibition in the Royal Capital, and I have a friend who created a piece called 'Spring Fairy,' which I think is outstanding. My friend is just a technician, and I will showcase that work in my exhibition. You can bring people to visit, and of course, you're welcome to bring more people, invite the artists, critics, and collectors you know to see my friend's work as well."

Ethan said, also looking at the people below.

"Of course, everyone present is welcome to come, I guarantee it's an extraordinary piece."

"Alright, I'm certainly looking forward to it."

Rubins was initially a bit angry because Ethan clearly insinuated that his work was only on par with a technician's.

But then he thought, if under the watchful eyes of many, he could critique the work Ethan affirmed into nothingness, even if Ethan claimed it was someone else's creation, he'd be finished.

Other paintings or themes might leave Rubins less confident, but with 'Spring Fairy,' he believed no one could surpass him.

Not even Hughes.

Combined with his network…

At that moment, he could take the opportunity to continue undermining Hughes.

Thinking this far, Rubins couldn't help but laugh; he had achieved his purpose for today, so he ended the debate and left.

Meanwhile, Hughes looked at Ethan and shook his head.

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