No one knew that the National Master-cum-Celestial Official was not only great in his political career but also an outstanding craftsman. The supreme quality of the intricate details of the jewelry set was a marvel to behold.
Many eyes were focused on Di Fuyi, mostly in surprise and adoration. Some still refused to believe him.
The hall was so quiet that everyone could hear Tushan Ying sighing. "I did not know that you intended to use my family heirloom for crafting purposes. I thought you were going to use it to mend the sky."
Her voice was soft, almost like a whisper. However, it was still loud enough for the entire hall of quiet people to hear.
"What do you mean?" Gu Xijiu asked.