"Xuan Ling."
Guang Ling spoke calmly.
He stared at the portrait on the table, a slightly strange look in his eyes. Then he glanced sideways at Qian Renyue beside him. She looked a little surprised, though he could not tell whether it was the person in the painting or the Green Vine that had surprised her.
In the portrait, a black-clad youth with his hair bound beneath a tall crown held a Green Vine, dangling from a tree branch beside a lotus pond. The Green Vine in his hand bore the same spirit runes as Green Yaxin's true form, but their patterns were terribly tangled. Qian Renyue could make nothing of them just by looking at the painting. In the other half, a beautiful girl lay on an unusual lotus leaf in the green lotus pond. Her mismatched eyes were fixed on the youth opposite her, and the corners of her lips curved slightly upward. She seemed delighted to see him, and his face bore a joyful smile as well. Their eyes met, a single glance spanning ten thousand years.
"..."
Looking at the portrait, Qian Renyue felt as though she could share their emotions. But her attention was not on those feelings now; it was on the vine in the youth's hand.
Was the mutated green vine the spirit runes green vine?
She frowned slightly, her thoughts unreadable.
Jiu Xian'er had painted this picture. Her name and personal seal remained in its lower-right corner, which meant Xuan Ling being Qian Renyue's father was now nailed firmly into place. Guang Ling no longer needed to question whether Yue Guan and Gui Mei had spoken the truth. However, he had yet to guess those two men's true intentions. Whatever the case, he had to be careful around the people from the