Ding Junhua was somewhat reserved and replied hesitantly, "Yes, I am indeed from the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Xu Yiming smiled and looked at him curiously, "Go ahead, what do you need me for?"

Ding Junhua rubbed his hands together, looking at Xu Yiming with some nervousness.

"Um, sir, you said before that there would be a reward for providing information about that portrait, is that true?"

Xu Yiming raised an eyebrow, his eyes lit up, and he stared intently at Ding Junhua, coldly saying with the air of a superior:

"What I said is true, of course. If you really have any news about him, I will reward you handsomely."

However, let me make this clear: if you dare to lie to me for a reward, you should know the consequences—death is the best you can hope for.

Even though Ding Junhua wasn't prepared to lie, he couldn't help but shudder when he heard Xu Yiming's cold words.

He quickly assured them, "I wouldn't dare. I guarantee that everything I said is true."

Xu Yiming regained his calm tone, "Speak, what do you know? If it's really valuable, I might let you stay by my side."

Ding Junhua was overjoyed and immediately knelt down, saying, "Thank you, sir. I will tell you."

Xu Yiming remained silent, watching him expectantly.

Ding Junhua's first words delighted Xu Yiming.

"To be honest, sir, if I'm not mistaken, the person in your painting should be a guest elder of my Heavenly Sword Sect, named Qin Feng."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yiming felt as if he had finally found the person he had been searching for without any effort.

Qin Feng, right? Very good!