"Qing'er, did you also go to see that Young Master Wang?"
"I went, but unfortunately, I didn't get to see him!" Cao Qingqing sighed, feeling it was a great pity. The area outside Yuxuan Pavilion was crowded with people. She had gone early in the morning, yet she couldn't even squeeze through the door.
Cao Xiu asked, "Did you see any of his new paintings?"
Cao Qingqing shook her head. "No! They say that Young Master Wang only paints for three 'destined' people each day, but in reality... it's been three days, and he's only produced two paintings! He skipped one day entirely. Most of the people who go there don't even get to see him in person!"
Cao Xiu pondered for a moment. "People with extraordinary skills have always had strange tempers," he said. "Have you figured out his standard for these 'destined' people?"
Cao Qingqing thought for a moment and then nodded. "I think so!"
Cao Xiu's eyes lit up. "What is it?"
