Literary Realm Master, Person in the Painting

The sun set once more.

Starlight once more spilled across the great river.

Beneath the faint starlight, Zhou Mei's lashes trembled lightly, and she finally opened her eyes.

The moment those eyes opened, she saw Lin Su. His gentle eyes were fixed on her, and behind him stretched a sky full of stars.

Zhou Mei lightly closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again. "I really almost died, it seems."

"So from now on, whenever you carry out a mission, I'll learn my lesson and absolutely won't be a Crow's Mouth." Lin Su smiled at her.

"I know what concerns you most. The one who acted this time was a literary cultivator. His Literary Realm was too terrifying. I couldn't even leave behind an image..."

Zhou Mei had tracked Du Yuanfeng's escort all the way.

From Nanshan Prefecture to Central Province, no one had discovered her.

Nor had anything gone wrong.

But things were strange on the Central Province governor's side. Cao Fang had not thrown Du Yuanfeng into the provincial prison, much less interrogated him. He had directly dispatched experts to take custody of Du Yuanfeng midway, then immediately transferred him to the capital. Throughout the entire process, Cao Fang had never shown his face.

That great ship Lin Su had seen three days ago was the official vessel transporting Du Yuanfeng to the capital.

Zhou Mei had boarded that ship as well.

The moment the ship left Xiling Wharf, the capital of Central Province, trouble began.

Du Yuanfeng had been confined in a sealed room. Two constables, both at the Peering level, stood guard outside. The defenses could not have been called lax. Yet inside that sealed room, it was suddenly as if a scroll had unfurled. An old man stepped out of the painting, casually raised a