The Farmer's Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Chapter 607: You Gave It to Him?

Editor: Henyee Translations

Zhuo Guang, who was outside the door, calculated that only half of the time had passed. Wasn’t this speed a little too fast?

Was Gu Dajiang the devil? No wonder Master Qin, who made Qi Ting hate him so much, would personally introduce him to Mountain Elder Qi.

Zhuo Guang shook his head and hurriedly ran towards the Fate Hut.

He ran fast, and when he arrived, he was panting and covered in sweat.

The student who was waiting for him at the door was a little surprised. “Why are you back so quickly? How is it? Can Gu Zicheng do it?”

Zhuo Guang took two deep breaths before swallowing his dry throat and nodding. “He did it. He’s on his way back now.”

That person was stunned and exclaimed, “He did it? In such a short period of time?”

Everyone in the Fate Hut heard it. Mountain Elder Qi immediately let Zhuo Guang in.

Qi Ting couldn’t wait. “How did he do it? Tell me.”

It was Mountain Elder Qi who poured him a glass of water first and let him drink it. “Take your time.”

“After he went to the lecture hall, he took out a painting…” Zhuo Guang recounted everything that Gu Dajiang had done along the way.

He spoke vividly and occasionally with body language. Perhaps because he was too shocked by Gu Dajiang’s actions, he couldn’t help but exaggerate.

Hence, Gu Dajiang, who was presented to everyone, was simply like a genius. With just a few words, he could settle the matter that everyone felt was extremely difficult.

Qi Ting and the others really didn’t expect him to have such a move. After hearing this, they couldn’t help but fall silent.

They had also thought about what they would do if they were in his shoes.

Their first thought was to ask them one by one and persuade them. However, this method took time and the success rate was not high.

Gu Dajiang took another path. He threw out the bait and waited for them to deliver themselves to him without any effort.

Everyone exclaimed. At this moment, they had a whole new level of respect for Gu Dajiang.

Only Mountain Elder Qi seemed to be deep in thought. After a while, he looked at Gu Yundong and said with a smile, “So, the thing you secretly gave your father previously was that steed painting?”

“Yes.” This time, Gu Yundong’s answer was very straightforward.

“Who drew that picture? Qin Wenzheng?”

As soon as the mountain elder finished speaking, he heard Qi Ting say, “Qin Wenzheng drew it? Hmph, then I have to see how outstanding it is.” After saying that, he looked at Zhuo Guang. “Have you seen it before?”

Zhuo Guang looked bitter. “I didn’t go in.”

Gu Yundong actually wanted to proudly announce that she had drawn it, but she could not get a word in.

Now that conditions allowed it, painting was her hobby. Naturally, Gu Yundong could not bear to leave it behind.

When she was free, she would pick up a pen and paper to write and draw to adjust her mood.

She often had the illusion that she was still deep in the apocalypse. It was only when she picked up the charcoal pen that the comfortable feeling seemed real.

She had drawn many things, including flowers, trees, stone mills, fruits, and vegetables. She would draw anything she could see. Now, her skills were getting better and better.

She had drawn the picture of the horses not long ago. After drawing it, she placed it in her space.

Previously, her father had asked her if she had any paintings in the carriage. He wanted to borrow them.

Gu Yundong took out the painting on the spot and said that she happened to have it with her, so she handed it to him.

As she was thinking, steady footsteps came from outside the door.