In an era where the only way to see your own image was through a bronze mirror and guessing was the only method to know your appearance, Lin Yuan's mirror was truly an oddity. To keep it a secret from more people, Lin Yuan only allowed Xia Zheng and Lin Yi to follow her into the cellar to see the final product.
Lin Yi followed her in purely because Xia Zheng alone couldn't flip over the heavy, three-foot-wide piece of Glaze. However, unexpectedly, Lin Yi, who always had a stiff face, was greatly startled by this.
Carefully, they lifted the mirror from the table and put it back on the table lined with thick quilts. The entire action was finished in just a few moments.
"Whew, why is it so heavy? My handsome arm is almost cramping... Uh!" Xia Zheng merely glanced at the smooth mirror on the table casually and his words got stuck in his throat and wouldn't come out.