Three Portraits, Illusion Array

Yes, leaving aside the value of this jade hall, merely looking at its shimmering jade radiance and magnificent splendor was enough to stir greed in one's heart. Yet he could only look at it and had no ability to claim it for himself—how could Zhang Xiaohua not gaze at the "hall" and sigh?

After quite a while, Zhang Xiaohua shook his head and said with a smile, "There is a kind of love called letting go. Perhaps only by not taking it away can I leave behind a beautiful impression in my heart!"

Then he frowned again. "But I really want to take it away!"

"What is going on with the Incense-Passing Cult? Why would they place something like this here? Could it be that they don't know?" At that thought, Zhang Xiaohua could not help becoming vigilant. No one being here did not mean no one on Yi Xiang Peak knew of it, nor did it mean no one came here. He had better be careful.

Only then did Zhang Xiaohua pull his thoughts away from the jade-carved hall and carefully examine its furnishings.

The hall's furnishings were very simple. Apart from the stone table, stone chairs, stone stools, and the like that Zhang Xiaohua had seen earlier, there were only some Silk Brocade items within the hall. Above the main hall hung three portraits.

Zhang Xiaohua slowly stepped forward and examined them closely. In the center portrait was a woman in green, her figure graceful and supple. Her face was veiled, and she held a long whip as she stood beside a small bridge, her eyes gazing at the murmuring stream beneath it as though lost in thought. The portrait on the left showed a man in brocade robes, holding a long saber as he rode at full