Crystal Landon was quite thrilled at first glance, flipping it over to examine it closely. She noticed the wood he used was top-quality rosewood, with fine grain, showing an ebony color. The little cherub wasn't small, and the fact that he finished carving it in just one day showcased his exceptional skill.
"I didn't know you were so multi-talented." Crystal flattered him without holding back.
Complimented Major General Richard Shaw remained expressionless and said lightly, "It's just something I do to pass the time."
In fact, Richard Shaw hadn't had what you'd call a childhood since he was seven or eight. His childhood was buried along with his parents' sacrifice for the country. While other kids were still being pampered and playing, he was already skipping grades and studying, starting to shoulder the responsibilities his father left to him. Whenever the pressure became too great, he would carve wood sculptures to calm his mind, cultivate patience, and relax.
