Lin Suqing pursed his lips; was he truly just handed over so suddenly? Lost just like that? He'll have to keep a close watch or else he might get lost himself.
"Are you skilled in making brushes?" Right after sending off the dog, God Shancang suddenly turned his head to ask Lin Suqing.
Lin Suqing, hearing the question, turned around only to find God Shancang's eyes waiting for him, nearly bumping into them unsuspectingly; he quickly dodged God Shancang's gaze and replied, "No."
No sooner had he spoken than he saw in the hands of God Shancang, a brush had appeared, and it looked very familiar.
"This... isn't this the very brush his lordship was just using?"
The brush had a plain bamboo handle, and the white bristles appeared to be made of sheep or rabbit wool. He vaguely remembered his lordship indeed used such a brush to review memorials just earlier.