Haoming's appearance is a bit dazed. Ever since someone died tonight, he's been in this absent-minded state. He wears a wooden expressionless face, which seems more like a natural mask, hiding all his inner thoughts. Even Shujun and Yixuan, who have lived with him for over twenty years, now find it hard to see through his wooden, dazed face and discern his inner thoughts.
However, the dog that bites doesn't bark, and some people don't talk often, but when they do, they hit the bull's-eye.
"Qinghe, a portrait!"
Pushing out these words from his mouth, he then spat out, word by word: "Know your enemy, prevent trouble before it happens!!"
Clearly, he agrees with Third Brother's idea. But he thought one step further; if they want to guard strictly, knowing just a name won't suffice if they don't know the other's appearance, lest mistakes be made. Therefore, he believes they currently need a portrait of Qinghe, so that when they encounter him later, they can recognize him at a glance.
