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.

complied and they sat cross-legged, facing each

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

asked, “Is this the legendary mother of Pu’er Tea, the tea

This tea is reserved for special occasions and your visit is one

“We should be frugal with it. Once it’s gone, it won’t be easy

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

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

me, Young Master, what issue do you need my help

he asked, “Miss Clark, do you

Maria’s expression shifted to one of surprise.

and significance. But I never remember my father mentioning the terms such as a Divine Dragon grid or frame, I once heard Master Exeor say the fate of a person’s manga and dragon frame,

curiously, “You mentioned Master Exeor, I don’t

said, “He’s the direct descendant of the the old

wood shrugged, water clear, fire strong, earth solid and

“Miss Clark and the ancestors of the Exeor Family also

that year I had followed Orion 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

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