In Mr. Lu's courtyard.
Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
He then spoke no more and headed for Mr. Lu's room.
Approaching the door, he saw that the room was empty, with no one in sight.
There was only a blank scroll hanging on the wall.
Seemingly because Lin Yan had pushed open the door, the wind stirred within the room.
The next moment, traces gradually emerged on the scroll.
It was as if an invisible brush was painting something.
In a breath's time, that invisible brush had outlined a figure.
Tall and slender, with an extraordinary bearing.
His features gradually became clear, well-proportioned, appearing as a young man.
In the next instant, the man in the painting raised his eyebrows and miraculously came to life.
Suddenly, a sound!
The man in the painting stepped out!
In the blink of an eye, he was before Lin Yan.
With a finger formed like a sword, he pointed at Lin Yan's brow.
Boom!!!
Lin Yan took a half step back, and his True Qi burst forth!
