Charlie was elated, and he immediately used his aura to make a connection.

As soon as the two auras merged, a vivid image suddenly appeared in Charlie’s mind.

The image showed a grand funeral taking place in a mountain village.

The people at the funeral were not dressed in modern attire but rather in costumes resembling the Tang Dynasty.

Charlie was able to identify the location of the mountain village from the terrain, and it was the same place where Mrs. Treadway lived.

The mountain village in the image did not look as rundown as it was now.

In the picture of the mountain village, Charlie saw a spacious wooden courtyard, adorned with intricate carvings and vivid paintings on the buildings.

The place looked like it belonged to a wealthy family.

However, the funeral scene was not depicted in real-time, but rather like a time-lapse sequence that was fast-forwarded multiple times.

Charlie saw a large crowd gathering in front of the coffin in the main room, a middle-aged man was grieving loudly and weeping on his knees.

Behind him were a group of women and children were also crying uncontrollably.

On the wall opposite them, there were three paintings hanging and the picture shifted to show people mourning and grieving.

The funeral ceremony proceeded quickly, with various rituals and customs being followed in a rapid manner, like a horse observing flowers.

Once all the necessary protocols were fulfilled, a group of middle-aged men carried the coffin to the base of the nearby mountain and laid it to rest.

Afterward, the people returned to the large wooden house and the noise faded away.

A few women from the family, along with their families, left one after the other, leaving the middle-aged man alone in the mourning room.

in the main room, stood with a happy expression on his face, looking at the portrait of

Morvel, my father passed away three days ago and has now been buried in the

the power to bring the dead back to life, it may be

the secret of longevity, I hope you will fulfill the promise

father lived for 113 years, which I

you to live long enough

essence of the middle-aged man’s words

the middle-aged man was

stood in front of Lord Morvel’s portrait, expressing his desire for Lord

Lord Morvel’s return so

collapsed onto the floor and went into a deep sleep. At the same time, a middle-aged

portrait of Lord Morvel, but he appeared slightly

this person

the three paintings for a prolonged moment, then cast his gaze on

respected student has passed away… If he had only waited for three more days, I could have honored

I must fulfill the agreement with his

his words and observing his actions,

will not be

Lord Morvel extended his hand and gently tapped on his

murmured, “I have recorded

destroy this portrait of me

at the Nine Springs, so don’t hold it

Lord Morvel gracefully turned around and

the same time, all the

was overwhelmed by this experience that seemed to transcend time and space, and it took him a

of Lord

time, he couldn’t help but feel sympathy

doubt that when Lord Morvel returned to the small mountain village, he must

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