Of course Feng Wu wouldn't point her in the right direction.
Therefore, Feng Wu nodded repeatedly. "That's right. Uncle Chu was indeed the one who taught me how to draw."
She didn't mean to call her third senior brother Uncle Chu, but she knew that if she didn't address him that way, the white fairy would consider her a love rival, and she would be doomed.
As expected, after hearing Feng Wu's "Uncle Chu," the white fairy was much nicer, and behaved like a kind aunt.
The white fairy couldn't stop smiling when she talked about Chu Fengxiao, and she looked very proud. "The world only knows him as an expert swordsman with unfathomable cultivation, but what they don't know is that he's an exceptional painter."
Feng Wu looked intrigued and asked with sparkling eyes, "Really? Why haven't I heard of him before?"
The white fairy said, "Of course you haven't! He uses another name for his paintings: Wind Moon."
