95 It’s an Unnatural Morning

Wang Ling used the Space Sketching Skill to draw Teacher Pan's image on paper. The last time he had used this skill was when he had asked Zheng Tan to look for Wang Ming. He hadn't expected that this time he would be drawing his own teacher-in-charge!

Gazing at Wang Ling's sketch, Father Wang pushed his black-rimmed glasses up and was lost in an enigmatic silence. "…"

The woman in the drawing was a long-term office worker who was fairly chubby since she sat down most of the time. Although it wasn't to the point of having a bucket waist yet, it was apparent that there was already a floater ring around her belly. There were streaks of grey hair in her flyaway ponytail, and age had added quite a number of wrinkles to her face. No matter how hard Father Wang tried, he couldn't match Teacher Pan with the image of that youthful girl in his mind…