"Don't you find Jian Xi really mysterious? She had always been concealing Bi Qing's identity, and when I found out, she just stopped writing altogether."
Yu Ling and Nan Tian exchanged glances, Ming Wei's analysis was sensible!
Nan Tian said, "Continue!"
"I'm wondering if she was threatened by someone to leave you because her identity was exposed?" Ming Wei said, "An eighteen-year-old girl, her brushwork is too profound..."
Nan Mufeng narrowed his eyes.
"Young Master Nan, have you ever looked into which school Jian Xi learned from? Perhaps that's the clue."
Yu Ling looked at Nan Mufeng with hope in her eyes.
Nan Mufeng pressed his lips together, not speaking.
He didn't understand! Not at all!
He had always thought that her past didn't matter!
"Mr. Ming, do you have anything else to say?" Nan Mufeng asked.
Ming Wei thought for a moment, then helplessly said, "No, that's all I can think of."
"Then, Mr. Ming, could you do me a favor?"
"Please speak, Young Master Nan."
