Unlike the first scroll, the second depicted a portrait of a man. He stood on the bank of a great river, a xiao in his hand but no sword on his back. Surrounding him, just a few simple lines conjured a scene shrouded in dense mist. Deep within it, the man resembled an exiled immortal.
"Elder Brother Mu, is this painting very important? Why does everyone want to get it?" Liu Zijian glanced at the painting and asked curiously.
His father had once told him that the painting was a family heirloom passed down through generations. While not inherently special, its significance meant it could not be lost. Since his father's death, the painting had passed into Liu Zijian's hands, and he treated it as his only memento. Therefore, he had never given it away, whether it was Fang Yongnian or Qiao Zishan who came asking for it. Even his wife didn't know that the item he treasured so dearly was just a painting.
