"You took another bath?"

The young girl gently furrowed her brows, and the man's face seemed to have returned to its initial cold whiteness.

Did this guy take a cold shower?

"No." Xiao Jinhan stepped closer, his misty eyes glancing at the table. "How is Miss Su's painting?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Su Hua didn't dwell on it any longer.

She gently raised her hand and pointed to the drawing paper on the table.

Xiao Jinhan followed her movement and looked over, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

On the Xuan paper, with ink as the frame and colored as the background, the three flowers were vividly depicted with light ink and delicate brushstrokes.

One plant was crimson, one was dark green, and another... was colorless.

Even if you've never met someone before, just one glance is like seeing a living flower blooming before your eyes.

Beside the Xuan paper, there was an unused Lou Shan apricot blossom and a few ordinary green leaves.

Xiao Jinhan's eyes brightened even more as he looked at the girl. "Miss Su always surprises people!"

"This is purely due to my master's excellent teaching." Su Hua's expression remained unchanged as she glanced at the unclosed book on the table. "I'm not as surprised as Young Master Xiao. Who would have thought that the roughneck in the military camp that most people thought he was would actually be a refined gentleman who loves literature?"

"I only know a few characters." Xiao Jinhan smiled. "If I'm still alive then, I'll definitely want to meet Miss Su's master."

Su Hua's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

This is a requirement that even living to be nine thousand years old wouldn't be enough to fulfill.

She coughed lightly, her gaze shifting to the man's leg. "You previously used a special treatment to seal the poison in your right leg. If some of it isn't forced out in time, even if the poison is neutralized later, I'm afraid this leg will be ruined."