Celeste Grant was holding her phone.
With a light swipe of her finger, she used her Magic, and a clear view of the next room appeared before her eyes. Raising her gaze, she glanced at the frail figure inside. Celeste Grant aimed her phone at him, found a good angle, and snapped a photo.
After she took the photo, she waved her hand, and the magical view of the next room disappeared, the wall returning to normal.
Having taken the photo, Celeste Grant looked down at it and nodded repeatedly.
"His eyes look clean enough, and he has the air of a landlord's simple-minded son," she muttered. Inside, however, her thoughts ran on. 'He's a little on the frail side, but that can be fixed with some proper care. He should fit the criteria Rook's sister is looking for in a Taoist Companion. I remember Daisy, the sister of the Hall Master of Bloodfury Hall, said she likes more delicate-looking male cultivators.'
