"Then it's settled," the old man An announced decisively.
At this meal, perhaps only old man An and Jian Qing truly had the appetite to eat; everyone else ate without tasting.
After dinner, Jian Qing promptly bid farewell to old man An. Although she had agreed to stay at the An Family house, it wouldn't be today.
Only after repeatedly confirming that Jian Qing would keep her promise to stay at the mansion did old man An happily let her go.
It was already past eight when Jian Qing returned to Shijin Haoting. After taking a shower, she dismiss her sleepiness. With her hair half-dried, she sat on the bed, hugging a sketchbook, and began to draw.
The slender pencil moved fluently on the white paper. Contours and features took form; it was almost recognizable as an elder's portrait.
If Jian Luo were here, he would immediately recognize the person in the sketch as the Elder Master Jian.
