"I didn't have a teacher. It was all self-taught and it took me six years," Garen used the previous story again.
"Self-taught?! Is that possible?!" Lan was so shocked that her eyes widened. "I have tried many times and I couldn't do it! I haven't even passed Level One now..." She was saddened. "It's been seven years... Grandpa taught me since I was young."
"Er..." Garen didn't know what to say.
They walked slowly along the counter.
"Brother Garen, you can pick whatever you like. Our business has been getting worse and worse after Grandpa fell ill. After selling off the previous stocks, senior brother and sister had to do some not-so-good quality imprints themselves and sell them to support the shop."
She whispered. There was no one in the store anymore. The last customer who was only having a look around had also left. The soft lights that were dim reflected the silent surrounding. Only Lan's voice echoed a little.
