"Greetings, Martial Ancestor."
A young and beautiful girl dipped into a graceful curtsy, her handsome, pretty face filled with respect.
"You've come."
Lin Xuan's gaze swept over the girl, and his brow furrowed unconsciously. When he had first met this girl on Quiet Moon Island a hundred years ago, she had been around the middle stage of Spirit Movement. Now, after a century had passed, she was only at the peak of Foundation Establishment Early Stage.
Such aptitude could not be called poor, but in Horizon Sea Pavilion, there was not the slightest thing remarkable about it.
Li Zhilan's face was likewise filled with unease. The reason she had been able to join Horizon Sea Pavilion had everything to do with this Martial Ancestor Lin.
However, in terms of status, the two of them were as far apart as heaven and abyss. For him to suddenly summon her, she did not know whether it was fortune or disaster.
Of course, on the surface, this woman did not dare reveal the slightest unusual expression. She lowered her fine head, her face full of respect.
"Girl, you needn't be afraid of anything. I summoned you today merely because I want to ask you a few questions. If your answers satisfy me, I will not treat you poorly."
"Please speak, Martial Ancestor. This disciple is listening attentively."
"Mm. Do you remember that when we met on Quiet Moon Island a hundred years ago, I bought some things from you?"
"This disciple naturally remembers."
Li Zhilan nodded. If not for Lin Xuan, she never would have been able to join Horizon Sea Pavilion at all. Every scene of their first meeting had long since been branded deep into her mind; even if she wanted to forget, she could not.
"Mm. Those purple grains of