In the Zilian Villa, the night had enveloped everything, leaving only Maria and George. The rest of the occupants had already gone to their quarters.

As Anne arrived, he confidently strode through the first-floor courtyard and gracefully ascended the stone steps. The moment he stepped into the courtyard, there stood Maria, her face a delightful mix of happiness and shyness.

“Young Master…” she greeted him, her voice gentle and affectionate.

Maria was dressed in a stunning white sarong, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, still damp from a recent bath. The hot spring pool nearby was brimming with water and a sprinkling of fresh flower petals adorned its surface, permeating the whole area with a faint floral fragrance.

Anne instinctively sensed that Maria had just finished bathing, which made him feel a bit uneasy. He purposely avoided looking at the pool and focused on Maria instead, speaking with a hint of nervousness, “Miss Clark, my apologies for disturbing you so late. Besides the promises I made to the three old gentlemen, there are a few more matters I need your help with, a puzzle I hope you can assist me in solving.”

Maria’s smile was enchanting and her beauty was mesmerizing. With lips slightly parted, she replied sweetly, “Young Master, your concerns are my blessings. I’m here to share your worries and offer my aid in finding the answers you seek.”

With a welcoming gesture, she invited Anne into her boudoir, saying gently, “Please, come in. We can talk comfortably here.”

Anne nodded gratefully and followed Maria into her private space.

Meanwhile, in the living room on the first floor, Maria had prepared tea in advance. The aroma of the special brew filled the room, rejuvenating the senses. She guided Anne to a modest tea table, gesturing for him to take a seat.

“Young Master, please sit down. Let me pour you some tea,” Maria said warmly.

sat cross-legged, facing each

poured a cup of tea for Jordan, saying, “Young

this the legendary mother of Pu’er Tea, the tea

is reserved for special occasions

a precious tea, cautioned, “We should be frugal with it. Once it’s gone, it won’t be

“Worry not. Like everything in life, the tea will have its time. It’s essential to savor it when the occasion calls for

tea, Anne marveled at its refreshing taste, appreciating the subtle complexities of the

tell me, Young Master, what issue

“Miss Clark, do

to one of surprise. “Where did you come across

Book’ and the Divine Dragon Grid was frequently mentioned in it. I’ve been curious about its meaning and significance. But

“You mentioned Master Exeor, I don’t know which

of the the old Exeor family named

water clear, fire strong, earth solid and wind light, Master Exeor, should be grandchildren of Olórin

the ancestors of the Exeor

Exeor and learned it. Master that year to me was also considered teaching. Many of the problems that the old man did not penetrate were also passed on to me and after this one or two hundred years of time, I was unlocking the problems left by him one by one. Only now has the answers to the Eight Trigrams has

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