Qin Huai sat in the secret room, his face glowing with health. As he gently called upon his energy and vitality, he could hear the strong, drum-like vibration of his organs.
"With the support of the blood heart technique and the divine power book of a thousand creations, pulling off such a miracle isn't a big deal for me," Qin Huai quietly said to himself. But his smile slowly faded because this was just the first step in his ambitious journey.
He stepped out of the secret room and shut himself in his study for four hours. Afterward, he took out a painting and handed it to the guard at the door. "Give this to Old Master Tong," he instructed.
"Understood..." the guard replied.
"You can leave. I'll take it from here." From a distance, a beautiful figure approached.
"Madam," the young man, quick on his feet, immediately bowed and tactfully retreated.