But before he left, Ke Jin still pointed out a small detail that the art department staff had overlooked.
"Those floral carvings etched into the tower bricks, the decorative patterns on the outskirts of the castle walls, it would be better to switch them from a metallic texture to a wooden one."
"Mr. Ke, wouldn't a metallic texture give a greater sense of distance?" Ke Yu earnestly voiced her thoughts. "When people generally describe metal, they use phrases like 'casting a cold light,' which emphasizes the castle's design concept of 'grandiosity, solemnity, keep out' more."
Despite Ke Yu's usual bubbly and cheeky demeanor, calling everyone "Mr. Ke," "stinky guy," "big brother,"
she still knew how to differentiate between the proper occasions and priorities when it came to formal work.
Hearing their Chief Beauty speak, the other employees of the art department also nodded in agreement.
