Her proficiency had successfully turned unveiling paintings into an admirable art, and Gu Man was the most charming.
Although time passed very slowly, no one felt bored, nor did anyone look impatient. They watched Gu Man's every move quietly, their hearts tempted by her actions.
Xiang Yin's pupils flickered slightly. His gaze landed on Gu Man the entire time without shifting.
He suddenly took a deep breath and realized that at some point, his heart was beating uncontrollably. Gu Man seemed to be the only one left in his world.
Gu Man's slender fingers held the silver tool. The tool was clipped to a corner of the rice paper and she gently picked it up. The paper obediently left without any hesitation.
In Gu Man's hand, the rice paper was especially obedient and there was no damage as they had imagined.
At this point, if they still could not tell that Gu Man's painting unveiling skills were superb, they would be really ignorant.
