Previously, Lin Tian thought Granny Mary was a bit strange, but now he suddenly felt that the old woman was quite nice because he could tell that her earlier words were heartfelt.
"Thank you, Granny Mary." Lin Tian expressed his sincere gratitude and took a few steps, just about to go up the stairs when he suddenly asked, "Granny Mary, do you know anything about the Holy Daughter of Sorlin Castle?"
Although the hall was dimly lit, Lin Tian and Miss both sensed that Granny Mary trembled slightly upon hearing this question.
Granny Mary slowly closed the door and then said softly, "The Holy Daughter was from sixty years ago. I was just a little girl and can't quite remember. If you want to know, perhaps there are records in the books kept in the castle."
By the time they find that book, the flower might have wilted, Lin Tian felt speechless as he climbed the stairs back to his room.
