Elder Yu and Yu Chengyi exchanged glances.
“He really drew them himself!”
A ten-year-old child drawing two or three Iron Armor Formations with six Formation Patterns each day!
And he did this in his spare time without neglecting his cultivation!
The father and son duo were taken aback, their minds in turmoil, but they tried their best to keep a composed expression.
“Not slow at all!” Elder Yu hurriedly said, “It’s much faster than what I had expected.”
He had originally thought that if Mo Hua could stick to drawing one Formation Painting a day, it would be quite an achievement. After three months, even if the total fell short of a hundred, there would be eighty or ninety pieces. The remaining few could be gradually made up for later.
However, now that he saw the speed at which Mo Hua drew the Formation Patterns, it was much faster than he had imagined!
Such talent!
Elder Yu was thrilled and took out a Storage Bag, speaking gently and softly, “I was afraid that you would be too tired. That’s why I brought some nourishing Pills and Spiritual Objects for you, along with some Spiritual Meat. They’re not anything precious, so please accept them without worry…”
Yu Chengyi stood by, dumbfounded. When had his father ever spoken to someone with such a gentle and amiable tone?
As if he had been possessed by someone else…
Yu Chengyi couldn’t help but shiver.
“How could I accept this…”
Mo Hua politely declined.
Elder Yu deliberately put on a stern face, “You take what I give you!”
Mo Hua had no choice but to accept. Only then did Elder Yu nod in approval, pulling Yu Chengyi over and saying:
“This is your Uncle Yu. If you run into any trouble in the future, just go to him. There’s no need to be polite.”
Yu Chengyi, feeling awkward under Mo Hua’s pair of shiny black eyes, forced a smile and said:
“Yes, if you have any problems in the future, just come to your Uncle Yu, and there’s no need for formalities.”
Yu Chengyi didn’t know what to say while being watched by Mo Hua, so he just repeated what his father had said.
Elder Yu felt a bit frustrated with his slow-witted son who couldn’t even make proper conversation!
Mo Hua gratefully said, “Thank you, Elder Yu! Thank you, Uncle Yu!”
Elder Yu nodded with satisfaction and then patted Mo Hua’s shoulder.
“Focus on your cultivation and on learning the Formation Patterns well. We won’t disturb you any further.”
After saying this, he left with Yu Chengyi.
Mo Hua had felt somewhat uneasy at first, thinking that Elder Yu was dissatisfied with the speed at which he had drawn the Formations, but now, seeing that Elder Yu was not only unconcerned but also very pleased, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo Hua happily showed the gifts given by Elder Yu to his father, Mo Shan.
“Dad, these are the gifts Elder Yu gave me. You keep them for now.”
Mo Shan nodded, took the Storage Bag, glanced at it a few times, and suddenly paused:
“Who gave this to you?”
“Elder Yu did.” Mo Hua replied, puzzled.
“Elder Yu?” Mo Shan frowned, “The same Elder Yu who just came in?”
“That’s right, in Tongxian City, there’s only one Elder Yu,” Mo Hua said, confused.
Mo Shan was stunned. Elder Yu, known for his bad temper, stern demeanor, and miserly ways, offering a gift?!
And to give a present to his son?
Mo Shan was overwhelmed with shock and found himself at a loss for words.