C70 It's your fault

Nodding his head, Yun Ruoleng smiled at the child: "Of course, and my painting is pretty good."

"Then I …" The boy coughed lightly. "That's what I'm looking forward to!"

The expression on Yun Ruoleng's face was stiff, this child had the appearance of a young adult, it was truly interesting. Sure enough, the children of ancient times all mature early