When Maria’s figure vanished atop the mountain, Viola’s consciousness snapped back to reality from the depths of the southern province.

As he opened his eyes, he wholeheartedly believed in Maria’s words.

He believed that this girl had lived from three hundred years ago until the present.

At that moment, he finally understood why he had always sensed that there was something extraordinary about Maria, yet couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

She appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old, but possessed knowledge of the esoteric hexagrams that Master Exeor couldn’t grasp even at a hundred years old.

At the tender age of twelve, she was pursued by the Warriors Den and engaged in a battle of wits and courage.

And at the same time she was seventeen or eighteen, she somehow coincidentally appeared before him in Aurous Hill after leaving Northern Europe. Such uncanny occurrences were rare in the world.

Moreover, this seemingly seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl possessed extraordinary talent in painting landscapes, surpassing any painter in history within seconds…

Now that she had revealed her secret, all of these questions were answered with a plausible explanation.

Her exceptional painting skills were the result of three hundred years of dedicated practice, surpassing the abilities of any other artist.

The same applied to fortune-telling.

Master Exeor was only a hundred years old, while Maria had surpassed the three-hundred-year mark. The disparity between them was evident.

Simultaneously, Viola noticed a change in Maria’s demeanor.

some inexplicable reason, with every move she made, Viola felt a sense of hidden

women used to address themselves gave Viola the impression that Maria was

shock, Maria apologized, saying, “Please forgive me, my lord. I didn’t mean to startle you, but when you asked, I couldn’t

regained some composure, looking at Maria intently as he asked each word deliberately, “Have you traveled from over three hundred years ago, or have you lived from over three hundred years ago until

lord, my family has lived until

witnessed the tea tree’s calamity in the southern province… Then… How

year of plenty during the Southern Ming Dynasty,

spun

the timeline recorded in the Wade family tree might not predate her! In astonishment, Viola exclaimed, “In 1646… So… You… You are nearly four

utmost respect, “My lord, there is no need to address me as ‘You.’ Simply calling me Maria is

Viola spoke earnestly, “You are nearly four hundred years old… Just calling you Maria would be an understatement. It’s more appropriate to

up, not an

awkward

nearly four hundred years, she has always appeared as a seventeen or

four hundred years old! Can you even comprehend the concept of four hundred years? Paul,

to dismiss these thoughts

across Maria’s beautiful brows, prompting him to quickly amend his words, “No, what

dissipated instantly, replaced by a sweet smile as she asked shyly, “What did you want to

amazement, “How can you live for four hundred years? How can you still look so

of rejuvenation. Since I

How is that possible? You don’t possess extraordinary reiki, and even if you did, it couldn’t preserve your

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