"This is the shaman?"
William stared at the photo in his hand, his eyes blinking once in disbelief.
Honestly, if Robert hadn't told him she was a shaman, he would've thought she was a university student instead.
"How old is she?" he asked with a frown.
"Thirty-five," Robert cleared his throat awkwardly. "Based on her identification records…"
But his answer only earned another sharp stare from William.
Robert immediately raised both hands slightly in defense.
"I mean… even I thought she doesn't look her age, Boss."
William looked back down at the photo again.
The woman inside it was dressed simply, her long dark hair tied loosely behind her back while she stood outside a small traditional-looking house.
There was nothing mysterious about her appearance at all. If anything, she looked strangely ordinary.
"Thirty-five…" William muttered again under his breath.
Robert carefully added, "Apparently she became quite famous among wealthy families these past few years."
