Upon seeing the scroll in Fang Lin's hand, Han Luoyun wore a puzzled expression.
Noticing this, Fang Lin didn't speak. Instead, he quietly unrolled the scroll.
After the scroll was unfolded, an air of confusion remained on Han Luoyun's face, as it was obvious that he wasn't aware of the painting's origin.
Fang Lin, seeing Han Luoyun's perplexed expression, couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. Nonetheless, he asked tentatively, "Do you know anything about this painting, Master? I found it in the treasury."
At his words, Han Luoyun's brow furrowed slightly. "You found it in the treasury? I don't seem to recall having such a painting in the B Treasury-house."
Fang Lin was momentarily speechless. What kind of Sect Master was this? He didn't even know what was stored in his own treasury.
