This was half a month's worth of painstaking effort, all down the drain…
The woman stared blankly at her ruined work of art. At that moment, she developed a profound understanding of the saying, a dollop of rat's poop could ruin a whole pot of soup.
"Eh, there's someone here after all?"
An Lin was a little taken aback at the sight of the woman painting under the tree.
The woman was very beautiful. Her brows were like two artful wisps of delicate smoke, her features were like the reflection of a beautiful flower in a pool of clear water, giving off a sense of delicate grace.
"Hi there, I'm really sorry for barging in without your permission."
An Lin knew he was in the wrong and immediately apologized.
The woman suppressed her anger and didn't say anything, instead carefully sizing up the handsome man in front of her.
She released her powerful divine sense to assess An Lin.
After a while, her brows furrowed even further.
