Child Predator Next Target

In the room, Ye Ming had a sword in her hand and she was pointing her sword up, and while looking up, in her face there was no expression, and she stayed in that position for a while, before she heard a voice.

"It's enough."

Ye Ming took her sword down and a smile appeared on her face, she sprinted forward to where Rong Ying was.

"Fourth mother, show me how much you draw?"

Rong Ying perched on the wooden chair, her eyes scanning the canvas in front of her. An image of Ye Ming was taking shape on the page. A pencil nestled between her right thumb and forefinger as she added more definition to the half-formed portrait.