Jiang Wenshan kept it tight; even now, he hasn't revealed the identity of his apprentice, and not just him—all present were curious.
Ji Xian spoke and noticed someone not far away; leaning on his cane, he walked over.
The entire Painting Association was bustling with excitement as many took the opportunity to network.
Cheng Jianfeng, accompanied by Shen Xuan holding a wine glass, mingled in the crowd, greeting anyone they met.
"Teacher, who is that person? How come I've never seen him before?" Shen Xuan pointed at Ji Xian, who was able to converse and laugh with ease among those significant figures, someone she had never seen before.
Hearing this, Cheng Jianfeng looked over, his voice filled with a hint of reverence, "That's Old Master Ji, he just returned recently. Don't be fooled by his amiable appearance; in reality, he's decisive and swift in action, with the heart of a cold commander."
