Gu Yanshen didn't move, letting her fingers touch him.
"They are debating your painting."
"They're also debating me."
"Your matters are my battleground."
Lin Wan Yi's hand paused.
She withdrew her hand and tidied his straight collar.
"Alright."
"My commander, let's set off."
West Mountain, Bamboo Garden.
There was no grand gatehouse, merely a common courtyard hidden deep in the bamboo grove.
There wasn't even a gatekeeper at the door.
Gu Yanshen pushed open the half-closed courtyard gate, stepping aside to let Lin Wan Yi enter first.
Inside the yard, it was a whole other world.
A winding path led to quiet seclusion, casting shadows of dancing bamboo.
A few elderly men dressed in cotton robes with scholarly demeanors were sitting on stone benches, fervently arguing over a game of chess.
Seeing Lin Wan Yi and Gu Yanshen, the argument ceased.
All eyes turned towards them.
First landing on Lin Wan Yi, carrying a hint of scrutiny.
