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On the side of the log cabin's grand hall, there was a vast portrait, and to everyone's astonishment, it depicted Lin Xiuyun!
Old Master Lin's expression was complex as he regarded her, showing no intention of explaining.
Very soon, Liu Sizhu sensed that something was amiss.
This woman did indeed bear a strong resemblance to Lin Xiuyun, but her cold demeanor and otherworldly poise were nothing like Lin Xiuyun.
"Is this... my mother's sister?"
She asked in confusion.
Old Master Lin shook his head.
"Her identity is something you need not concern yourself with for now; all will become clear in the future,"
"All you need to know is that she can offer you everything you desire."
Everything I desire?
Liu Sizhu was somewhat baffled.
It was only a painting; could it really be that valuable?
Yet what she wanted was not money!
"Everything depends on fate,"
Old Master Lin sighed and turned to walk out.
"Grandfather?"
Liu Sizhu was somewhat puzzled.
Creak!
