Ten-year-old Mo Hua wore the simple robes of an outer sect disciple, listlessly squatting behind a large rock at the foot of the mountain. He held grass roots in his hand and was burying himself in the ground, drawing intricate patterns.,After sending the young master of the Qian family away, Mo Hua continued to practice formations on the ground using grass roots.,The ink painting depicted a youthful face with a hint of bitterness.。