Controlling the time, he deliberately dragged on the painting for a little longer this time.
An hour later.
Zhang Ronghua thought about it. If he delayed the other party any longer, he would inevitably overthink things. He immediately finished the painting and hung the pen on the shelf. He retracted his soul power and gestured for Yan 'er to take the painting over.
Lady Ming Fei wished that she could take a little longer. The painting was already done. She stopped circulating her energy and took the painting. She looked at it carefully. Her temperament in the painting was even more perfect. She had spirituality, as if she was a collection of thousands of beauties. She was like the most dazzling pearl that attracted the attention of all living beings." Thank you for your hard work!"
"This is my duty."
"Give it to Lord Marquis," Ming Fei ordered.
Yan 'er took out an ancient book. It was an entire volume, 20 centimeters thick, and she handed it over.
