Grand Secretary Fang realized that although the vase itself was a fake antique, the formation within was very profound.
Every time he listened to it, he had a different feeling.
It was amazing.
Grand Secretary Fang was a gaunt old man. He beckoned at someone behind him.
Almost instantly, his old steward showed up.
"Find out who that young lady is. Be thorough about it."
"Yes —"
The steward left as quickly as he had shown up.
"How amazing…" General Secretary Fang sighed with emotion. "At such a young age, she could come up with such an intricate formation in such a short time. She's a genius. There's no doubt about it…"
Grand Secretary Fang had seen his fair share of the world and had met more than enough geniuses. However, none of those could compare with the Whistling Vase girl.
"What a spectacular girl… I wonder if I'll be able to see her again." Grand Secretary Fang regretted not taking her more seriously earlier.
