Seeing how obedient she was, a satisfied look appeared on Lin Xuan's face, and his expression improved considerably. "You need not be nervous. You only need to answer truthfully. I have never been a petty man, and I certainly will not treat you unfairly."
"Yes, Martial Uncle."
Seeing Lin Xuan speak to reassure her, the woman lowered her head slightly, her expression growing even more respectful, almost to the extreme.
Opportunities had to be seized properly by oneself. If this woman said she was not nervous at all, that would certainly be a lie.
But there was more expectation in her than fear. Hadn't she seen it? The two people who had come with her were wearing faces full of envy right now.
Lin Xuan finally spoke.
"Where did you obtain this Image Pearl?"
He believed that, looking across the Spirit World, not many people knew the secrets within it. As for its significance to him, that was even more extraordinary. Whether by sentiment or reason, Lin Xuan could not possibly turn a blind eye to it. After all, this was connected to that ancient great battle, and to Yue'er's identity. As long as there was even the slightest clue, he had to pursue it without giving up.
Therefore, when he asked this question, Lin Xuan appeared as calm as ever on the surface, but deep within, he was more or less somewhat tense.
This was not a matter of being shrewd or composed. When the heart cared, confusion followed—that was precisely the truth before him.
"Reporting to Martial Uncle, this Image Pearl was obtained by this disciple in the Marketplace of Qingmu City."
"Qingmu City?"
Lin Xuan was startled. That seemed to be only a small city several hundred thousand li from here.
Of course, it was also a