"More or less." Xu Huo took a sip of tea, then turned his head to look out the window. On the wall across the street, there was a piece of graffiti depicting the backs of two elderly people walking together. The drawing was simple, made with just a few strokes, but it was remarkably vivid.
Of course, it was just an ordinary bit of graffiti. The only reason passing tourists stopped to look was because there was a sign next to it that said "Soran's Painting."
"Has Master Soran painted many works in the town?" Xu Huo asked casually.
The shop owner smiled and nodded. "Little Soran used to draw whatever she saw before she started formally painting, regardless of technique or style. However others drew, she would draw the same. She only officially began oil painting at twenty, rose to fame after ten years, and all her later works became popular. Even her early, unknown works went up in value right along with them."
