Bab 114: Chapter 114 I'm Not a Sympathetic Person

Zhu Zijun staggered out of Wufu's workshop, a shell of his former self, while Wufu looked on coldly and shook her head.

"I've said enough," she thought. "Whether he grasps it is up to him. As Mr. Lin's disciple, seeing how finely the lotus pedestal is carved, he must have some skills, right?"

Yet, what a pity, his vision was too limited. If he continued to be so shortsighted, she guessed he would never become a master.

"How can a person limit themselves to just one thing?"

Wufu picked up her charcoal pencil and continued to work on her drawings, making many marks on that piece of stone.

Bang!

The door was pushed open forcefully. Wufu jumped, then looked up to see Zhu Zijun returning.

Now, Wufu was truly angry and said coldly, "Craftsman Zhu, I respected you as a fellow craftsman, but don't push your luck. Get out, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Did he think she was a sick cat when she was not angry?

Zhu Zijun approached and said, "Lady Wu, you, let me help you, can I?"