After a long while, Lu Zhiwei stared at the mural with a bright expression, showing no sign of sadness.

The butler behind her wiped away her tears: "Miss Lu, won't you cry with me? After all, Mr. Grayson was your mentor."

Lu Zhiwei crossed her arms and smiled, "I can't cry, I simply can't cry."

"..." The butler fell silent.

Suddenly, Lu Zhiwei turned around and ripped off the fake skin on the butler's face.

A face full of wrinkles but still radiant appeared before Lu Zhiwei.

The person standing before her was the real Grayson, her mentor.

Lu Zhiwei hit hard, and the old man cried out in pain: "You little brat, can't you go a little lighter? My face-painting skills have reached their peak. How did you find out?"

Lu Zhiwei smiled and walked towards the sofa.

He held up the still-warm teacup: "Before I entered the villa, you were drinking tea on this coffee table, the cup still steaming. You must have been waiting for me on the sofa for a long time. The butler picked me up from the airport, so it's impossible that he had hot tea in the living room. The butler disappeared after packing my luggage. The person standing behind me is you, whose face was already painted exactly like the butler's."

You led me to look at the portrait on the wall, making me think you were dead. Then you showed me the mural, actually showing off your most prized work from the past three years, wanting me to praise your improved painting skills. Tell me, am I right?

Lu Zhiwei began to explain in detail.

The analysis was very logical and well-reasoned.

In addition to her sharp eye, she also possesses calm and intelligent case-solving abilities.

All of this is thanks to Grayson's patient guidance to Lu Zhiwei.

"It's like teaching a student only to starve the master. No fun at all." Grayson removed all the prosthetics from his face, sat back on the sofa, and continued drinking tea.

To make it realistic enough, he wore fake leather gloves on both his hands.

The butler was twenty years younger than him, and the skin on the back of his hands looked older.

Unexpectedly, despite his flawless drawing, the little girl still managed to see through it.

"Actually, I didn't see the flaw in your face, it was just a feeling, based on my understanding of your personality. If it were Uncle Butler, he wouldn't have shown me both the portrait and the mural. You just couldn't control your temper and acted too hastily."

To appease her master, Lu Zhiwei personally served her tea.

The old man was finally appeased.

"Alright, alright, you're just being wise after the event. Tell me, what do you want me to help you with this time? I don't believe you came to see me because you miss me. I've heard a little about how well you're doing in China." The old man regained his serious expression and made Lu Zhiwei a cup of tea.

Although he lives abroad, he has a great fondness for tea.

"I'm here to settle accounts with you," Lu Zhiwei said bluntly.

The old man's teacup trembled suddenly, spilling a little.

He put down his tea: "What kind of accounting are you talking about?"

"You said you would only accept me as your last disciple in this lifetime, but you broke your promise."

"I only accepted you as my last disciple. If I accepted others, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death, be hit by a car, choke to death while drinking water, or be stabbed to death by a paintbrush... I will never die a natural death."

The old man made a pretty strong vow.

Lu Zhiwei quickly stopped the old man: "Alright, alright, I believe you. But I found someone in China who used your unique Golden Composition Method."

"How could that be? In this whole world, I've only ever taught one person: you."

"Then how did this method get leaked? My painting technique has never revealed this composition method."

"I understand." The old man suddenly stood up from his seat, put his hands behind his back, and walked out.

The old man walked very fast, and Lu Zhiwei immediately hurried to catch up.

He had the butler prepare a car and went to another estate.

This estate was much more dilapidated than Grayson's, overgrown with weeds everywhere.

Arriving at the iron gate covered in vines and finding it locked, Grayson looked at Lu Zhiwei and said, "You're young, you try kicking the door down."

He taught Lu Zhiwei to protect her hands from a young age, so Lu Zhiwei trained under Grayson to develop incredibly powerful leg strength.

"I can't kick it," Lu Zhiwei said with difficulty.

"What? You've become pampered after just a few years back in China?"

"No, Master, it's not convenient for me right now." Lu Zhiwei hadn't planned to tell the old man that she had returned to China, gotten married, and was pregnant.

She took the earring off her ear, picked up the rusty iron chain, and stuck the earring needle into the keyhole, turning it a few times.

Click—

The door opened.

"Whose house is this? Can we please trespass?"

“I’m here to visit relatives, so it doesn’t count as trespassing. Remember when I told you I have a younger brother who’s just as obsessed with painting as I am? Once he asked me to go for a drink and insisted on having a painting contest. I accidentally showed off my golden ratio composition technique in front of him. I blame myself for getting carried away at the time.” The old man walked inside with his hands behind his back.

Lu Zhiwei quickly followed.

Enter the gate in the same way.

The house was covered in dust, with no trace of ever having been lived in.

It seems like no one has lived here for several years.

"Strange, where is she? Could she be dead?" Grayson led Lu Zhiwei inside.

They searched upstairs and downstairs but found no trace of the person; they came up with almost nothing.

"Master, has your younger brother ever taken on any disciples?"

"He's a libertine by nature. He's never taken on any apprentices, but he's had quite a few partners. And he likes young women, regardless of nationality."

"He's missing, why didn't you call the police?"

"Why call the police? We're not even that close." Grayson turned and walked out of the hall.

Back to their own manor.

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