บท 731: Precise and Ready

Wang Lin held the brush and slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and his hand began writing according to the text. He gradually found a trace of what the celestial was feeling.

His mind gradually became anxious as he wrote. This was a feeling of hesitation and confusion mixed together. This aura remained in this room even to this day.

Finally, Wang Lin's right hand suddenly stopped in the air. He looked up outside through the window on the second floor.

"This celestial had just finished the painting, but he became even more confused. After leaving these words, there was a change. Someone must have arrived!" Wang Lin put down the brush and looked outside.

He more or less figured out some clues. After looking at the paper, he waved his right hand and the paper burst into flames.