Ye Fan knew how much impact Zhu Jiuyin's death had on Di Jiang. He patted the shoulder of Di Jiang who was squatting on the ground crying and said to him.
"I know it's hard for you to accept Jiuyin. I will prepare the wedding. If you have any other requests, just come to me..."
Looking at Di Jiang's appearance, Ye Fan knew that he probably wouldn't be able to handle the work today.
Then he walked around him, put the folds on the table into the ring, walked out, and closed the door for Di Jiang.
"Flowers can bloom and must be folded, but don't wait until there are no flowers and branches will be broken!"
Sun Simiao sighed, he couldn't say much about these two people.
"You still have to cherish the people in front of you. In the future... we still don't know what will happen."
Ye Fan was very glad that he caught Nan Yu and kept her by his side. If one day, Nan Yu was like Zhu Jiuyin... I'm afraid he would be no different from Di Jiang now.
Ye Fan took out a piece of rice paper from his Najie, dipped it in cinnabar, and began to draw it.
He painted very well, and with just a few strokes, he drew a human figure.
Sun Simiao looked at Ye Fan painting curiously.
Ye Fan searched for the appearance in his memory and drew Zhu Jiuyin.
However, unlike the usual Zhu Jiuyin, the Zhu Jiuyin in his works is also wearing a red dress, but this dress is a wedding dress.
As the last stroke fell, Sun Simiao couldn't help but speak.
"I didn't expect you to have this ability. Your paintings are so lifelike!"
Ye Fan shook his head.
"The way Jiuyin looks like in her wedding dress... I'm afraid we won't be able to see her anymore. I can only draw her, but she is such an agile person. No matter how similar the drawing is, it is not her after all..."
Sun Simiao pursed his lips. He was the one who taught Zhu Jiuyin how to make alchemy. The two of them were both teachers and friends.
He now particularly regrets his promise to let Zhu Jiuyin become an alchemist.
If this were not the case, Zhu Jiuyin might have practiced martial arts. After practicing martial arts, her physical fitness might not be as fragile as it is today. She was injured and lost her life by the iron-eating beast in just one stroke.
Ye Fan stopped talking and just focused on processing the papers he brought.
At this time, a group of people crowded at the door of Dijiang's office.
If Ye Fan were here, he would be able to recognize that these people standing here are the same people who came to watch the fight between Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin when he first met Di Jiang.
They all heard the news of Zhu Jiuyin's death and came here specially. Even Jumang who was far away in Tangting Mountain rushed back.
"Boss, open the door!"
"Yes, boss, don't scare us, open the door quickly!"
"Boss, we finally came back, why don't you meet us!"
A group of men were outside Di Jiang's office, beating his door frantically.
Over the years, anyone who is not a fool can see the affection between Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin.
Now that something happened to Zhu Jiuyin, what they were most worried about was what stupid thing Di Jiang would do.
"Why don't you open the door, boss? Nothing really happened, right?"
Shebishi stood outside the door anxiously.
They all grew up watching Zhu Jiuyin. They were also very sad when Zhu Jiuyin passed away.
But now that the man has passed away, we can't let anything happen to Dijiang again.
Just when they were anxious, the door of Dijiang's office suddenly opened.
"Boss, you..."
They looked at Di Jiang's white hair and were speechless.