Yang Fan let out a mocking laugh, wickedly swinging it in the air. “Go on, go on.”,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.,Grandma Wu said, "This one is for Qingqing. You can send it to Qingqing together."。