536 Can't Be Compared, Ji Qingwei Puked Blood (1)

For five thousand years, the vast expanse of Great Xia's mountains and rivers stretched for thousands of miles, a testament to its extraordinary splendor.

Featuring mountains and rivers, plains and basins, ice and snow, no other land boasted the rich diversity of Great Xia.

Butler Ji was confident that the "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" piece, which Ji Qingwei had prepared for two whole months, would certainly catch Gu Huiyan's attention.

After all, Ji Qingwei was not yet twenty. To possess such a high level of artistic talent at her age was unmatched by her peers.

Not to mention, the concept of the "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" was not something just anyone could conceive.

Without substantial skill, one couldn't even begin to paint it.

Even the respected master of traditional Chinese painting hired by the Ji family had said that Ji Qingwei's work was unique.