Doted By The Regent Chapter 1198 - 1196: An Ominous Premonition

Chapter 1198: Chapter 1196: An Ominous Premonition

After exchanging greetings one by one, Wufu formally knelt to kowtow and acknowledge Old Mr. Wu as his ntor. In front of everyone’s gaze, he respectfully served tea and received the gift from Old Mr. ng for acknowledging a ntor, which was a jade button hung with a string, a piece of exquisite Imperial Jade.

Wufu also offered his own gift for acknowledging a ntor, as per the old gentleman’s words, a Shoushan jade seal. Although not as precious as Imperial Jade, the quality of the Shoushan jade was also exquisite, with excellent translucency.

Due to the tight schedule, Wufu didn’t sculpt intricate designs but cleverly followed the jade’s veins to carve an old pine tree, under which an old man sat cross-legged, resembling Old Mr. ng. It was likely carved in his likeness and appearance.

The bottom of the Small Seal was engraved with ng Songguan’s na in seal script.

Old Mr. ng turned it over and over in his hand, his face wrinkled with joy, seeming very satisfied with this seal. To carve his likeness and resemblance in such a short ti was indeed rare.

"Let

have a look." Elder Han snatched the Small Seal from Old Mr. ng, examined it carefully, then looked at Wufu and asked, "Did you carve this?"

Wufu pointed at a spot on the pine tree: "Take a look."

Elder Han squinted to look and remarked in surprise, "There’s even writing, so fine."

Old Mr. ng listened and hurriedly took it back to examine carefully, also sowhat surprised, but more so with a sense of pride, saying, "Old Han, your words are quite sothing. My young disciple gave it to , of course, it’s carved by her own hands. How about it, isn’t my disciple’s talent remarkable? It’s surely enough to inherit my craft, right?"

It turns out the spot Wufu pointed out was her own na.

Wufu laughed and said, "I’m used to marking my works with my na."

Those present passed it around to look, all a bit startled, not noticing such small writing unless looked at closely. Hearing Wufu’s words, they all understood.

Any craftsman master, regardless of what they create, will discreetly inscribe a mark that belongs to them for the world to identify, distinguishing genuine from fake.

Wufu’s mark was made discreetly; without careful inspection, it was truly hard to find.

"This Small Seal is quite well-made." Elder Han fondly caressed the Small Seal in his hand.

Old Mr. ng snatched it back: "Mine."

Elder Han snorted lightly, looked at Wufu, his smile more kind than before.

Wufu’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, Elder Han smilingly said, "Little Wufu, Grandpa Han also happens to need a seal, and I see your master’s one is quite nice. I wonder, hehe..."

I hehe you hehe!

Doesn’t this an he wants her to carve one for him?

It wasn’t over, as Elder Xin also stroked his beard and said, "My seal just happened to get a corner chipped by my unfilial grandson."

And Master Zhang was even more straightforward, being a woman in her forties with a very cold deanor, looking at Wufu coldly and saying, "I like the zither."

Wufu’s smile almost didn’t hold, freezing on her face.

Requesting seals in a group, huh?

She looked at Old Mr. ng, suggesting that maybe no apprenticeship banquet was needed after all; could it still be canceled?

"Since everyone appreciates it, girl, just carve one for each person," Old Mr. ng very proudly stroked his beard.

Wufu smiled and laughed, could she refuse?

No!

She nodded while smiling, but in her heart, she thought, three Small Seals, plus the hairpins for Changping and Guan Chuying, oh heavens, her debt of favors was piling up!