On the worn-out scroll, ripples began to appear like water waves.
Soon enough,
the scene calmed down.
If anyone were to look from the outside at this moment, they would see an additional man on the small boat in the painting.
......
The world within the painting.
The tranquil river surface, a small boat in the river, a beautiful woman holding a paper umbrella at the bow of the boat.
Along the riverbank, there was an endless expanse of reeds.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing the reeds to tilt, showcasing a poetic and picturesque scene.
The only downside was the five young men, naked, shivering in the reeds.
Looking around.
Xu Yang was somewhat stunned.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the bow of the boat, only to find the woman holding the paper umbrella was looking at him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
