Over the past half year, Wushan Town had not changed because of Xu Yue's arrival. It was still an ordinary, peaceful little town.
However, Lin Lei, the eldest young master of the Baruch family, had changed considerably in temperament during this time.
In the past, Lin Lei had only thought about training, then training some more. He wanted to bring glory to his family and restore the Baruch family's honor. Thus, despite having just turned eight, he was already covered in solid muscle and looked eleven or twelve years old.
He gave off something of a fierce, little-beast impression. Yet over the past half year, he had spent his free time learning sculpture from Xu Yue, and his aura had become much calmer. He had gained a touch of artistic refinement, balancing out the "side effects" brought on by his training.
"Teacher Xu Yue, I did it!"
That day, Lin Lei happily showed Xu Yue a bust he had sculpted. The image of a battlefield veteran stood vividly before them.
"Not bad. Your technique is still a little crude due to your short practice time, but your spirit makes up for your lack of skill. This bust, which took you two months to carve, should be worth around five or six hundred gold coins."
Xu Yue casually finished the final stroke on the sculpture in his hands and spoke to Lin Lei in an offhand manner.
Though the boy was young, his diligent training had already given him more than enough physical strength for sculpting. Coupled with his abundant inspiration, he truly possessed talent in sculpture.
It was already quite impressive for him to have reached his current level. Take Lin Lei's father, Hog, for example. He had studied sculpture for several years in the past, but the things he