Sparring Against Feng Siblings
The only good thing was that it was not filled with malice since they were only competitive against each other but not to the point of wanting each other lives. Despite their age differences, the two of them were indeed similar to each other.
Watching these two, Old Master Nan felt tired. It has been a week and these two were still like that. He turned to look at his daughter. "How's Hua'er progress?"
Nan Si Qiao had finished eating and currently wiping her mouth. She looked at her father. "In terms of painting realistically, it's not bad. But if she had to start painting something new, it'll take a long time. The same thing goes for music. She can play well as long as she had seen it before. Even though so, I have nothing to say about the atmosphere around her…"