Skilled at Painting, Fishing, and Singing

"Ah, it's over, it's over! Why is Little Scarlet squatting on the roof? Its ears can catch the wind!"

Zhou Guanghan whimpered, clutching her head with both hands as she nearly burrowed into Little Crane's arms. "It's going to bite me again! He Ling, I was wrong. I'll never speak badly of Xun Bro again."

"Fourth Brother~"

"Woof!"

Little Scarlet raised its head and barked, looking incomparably mighty and domineering. It was the tyrant of Twin Tree Alley—none could contend with it.

It barked at Auntie Wang and Uncle Zhang above, barked at babies below, enough to stop children from crying through the night!

Nangong Hueling quietly pursed her lips as well. "Guanghan, you can't speak badly of your Xun Bro next time. Otherwise, I won't protect you."

"He Ling, I'm sorry."

Zhou Guanghan looked utterly unwilling to leave Nangong Hueling's embrace, as though she intended to cling there forever. She coquettishly said, "Xun Bro's paintings are actually really beautiful. It's just that my learning is too shallow, so I can't understand them."

"Hmph, at least this little girl knows how to talk." Nangong Hueling sounded as though she were acting cute even when speaking. Even if she were truly angry, no one could tell whether she actually was. "There can't be a next time."

"Mhm, mhm..." Zhou Guanghan nodded repeatedly, then abruptly changed the subject. "He Ling, why does the blind old grandpa at the alley entrance seem to be getting younger and younger? But these past years, it seems only Xun Bro has been buying his paintings."

"Why would you pay attention to such things?"

"I heard Auntie Wang and the others talking about it in the alley... They said Xun Bro probably knows the art of conditioning. That wine is medicinal wine at all, not something he