"Very good."
Zhuge Yun smiled broadly. "Then let's figure out what to have for dinner."
"After all, someone's treating us."
Li Yan: ...
He'd almost forgotten about that.
Coming out today had cost him a fortune.
His heart was bleeding.
The group chatted softly as they walked toward the entrance.
Xiao Xiao trailed behind them.
He turned to look at the Scholar, who was admiring the paintings while muttering something under his breath.
The Scholar quickly looked back at him.
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"We're running short on time today."
"If you want to paint with colors, how about we arrange another time?"
The Scholar hesitated for a while.
In the end, he nodded.
"Then... would tomorrow work?"
Xiao Xiao suggested.
"Tomorrow morning, wait for me at the entrance to the exhibition hall."
"I'll come find you."
"All right."
The Scholar nodded.
He stopped hesitating.
Now that he'd said it, his mind was at ease.
At the thought of being able to paint with colors soon, excitement stirred through him.
He found himself eagerly looking forward to tomorrow.
The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth lifted slightly.
"Then I'll see you tomorrow."
"Librarian Ghost, Chang En."
"Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
The Scholar gave Xiao Xiao a calm smile.
"Third Brother?"
Zhao Luzheng turned and waved at Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao walked over.
The next morning, Xiao Xiao headed toward the building that housed the art exhibition, walking beneath the dawn light.
From a distance, Xiao Xiao spotted the monster standing at the entrance.
It was looking down at the dark-blue, thread-bound book in its hands.
Mm, perhaps "picture book" was a better name for it?
Xiao Xiao thought of how the monster had scribbled all over the book yesterday.
"Chang En."
Xiao Xiao stopped in