Hearing the noise, Xiaodie hurried out and handed him an umbrella that was hanging under the eaves:
"Young Master, it might rain today. You should take an umbrella."
She didn't ask Chen Yi where he was going; her mind was still on that painting.
Chen Yi took the umbrella, gave a few instructions, and calmly strolled out of the Spring Lotus Garden.
For the past few days, he had spent most of his time in the Xiao Mansion.
During this period, he had only left once—to move Asutai and one of Liu Hong's men, Zeng Zhifeng, to the house on Chuansi Street.
The rest of the time, he painted by day, practiced his Martial Arts by night, and went to Guiyun Academy to teach the Calligraphy Dao.
He cut the figure of a man unconcerned with worldly affairs.
But in reality, Chen Yi had been using various channels to keep abreast of the situation in the city.
