Lin Yuxin's excited eyes suddenly dimmed. Sure enough, this old bald monk had other motives.
"But what? Celestial Master, just tell me, and I will definitely be able to do it!"
Lin Yuxin asked anxiously.
"However, if one wants to truly take this painting back, it would be defying fate and would incur divine punishment, so one must be sincere for the Buddha to bestow blessings."
Tianxuan hesitated for a moment, then sighed and spoke, as if this matter was very difficult.
"I...I'll gild the Buddha's statue?"
Lin Yuxin hesitated for a moment, then looked at Tianxuan uncertainly and asked.
Tianxuan didn't speak, but personally poured Lin Yuxin a cup of tea, then pushed it towards her, politely saying:
"We've been chatting for so long, and I haven't even poured you tea yet. It's my oversight. Please, sir!"
Lin Yuxin's excitement and anxiety subsided considerably. She pretended to calm down, then picked up the teacup on the table and thanked Tian Xuan with gratitude.
"Thank you for the tea, Celestial Master!"
As she spoke, she slowly put it to her lips. Lin Yuxin's eyes flickered slightly. Damn it, using poison in front of the big boss, how incredibly stupid!
However, Lin Yuxin did not hesitate and tilted her head back to slowly drink the tea.
"Thank you for the tea, Master Tianxuan. May I ask what you meant by sincerity just now?"
After drinking the tea, Lin Yuxin's expression remained unchanged as she looked at Master Tianxuan with hope.
Seeing that she had drunk the tea, Master Tianxuan's lips curled up into a strange smile, and he chuckled softly:
"To request a divine painting from the gods, one needs a catalyst as an opportunity, and for you, the catalyst is a drop of your heart's blood."
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