On the scroll was a painting of an eagle spreading its wings. A vivid eagle with sharp eyes stared straight at whoever looked at the painting like the onlooker was its prey. It instantly made those who looked at the painting shudder.
Behind the eagle was a mountain range hidden in the clouds. On the nearest mountain, a waterfall cascaded down from the peak, and water splashed in all directions. It was a majestic sight.
Shu Yu looked at the painting and could seemingly hear the eagle's sharp cry ringing in her ears. The entire painting was filled with a majestic aura.
Shu Yu... liked it very much.
In contrast, the old lady said hesitantly, "The painting looks good, but isn't it too sharp?"
She looked around at the shop, "It's not suitable to be hung in the shop."
