Lu Fenying had a hobby, which was painting.
The image on the woman's cloak hence caught his attention.
This cloak would suit Mo Qian'er very well - her peerless appearance paired with the ethereal landscape of the image on the cloak would be especially beautiful.
The woman took an umbrella from the shopkeeper, which had a red-crowned crane painted on its white and gray surface.
"How dare you give me such an ordinary umbrella?" The woman threw the umbrella on the ground furiously and turned around, her pretty face already red with anger.
"Aiyaya…" The shopkeeper picked up the umbrella as if it were a treasure. "Miss Murong, this umbrella is very precious. It may look ordinary, but there's a world inside it. Why don't you open it for a look, Miss Murong? I guarantee you'll be pleasantly surprised."
Murong Qingqing took the umbrella doubtfully; the shopkeeper wouldn't dare dupe her.
