"Nannan, what...what did you say?" Jiang Junrong stared blankly at his daughter, thinking he had misheard.
The daughter claims she can find someone that even Zhao Guoqiang couldn't find by mobilizing the state's resources?
Gu Xichen also looked at Jiang Jinxiu, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.
He knew his wife's secret and the changes she had undergone recently, but to find someone who had disappeared for decades in the vast sea of people... that was simply too absurd.
"Ah Xiu, you're not joking, are you?"
Mo Caixia couldn't help but speak up, her face full of worry: "You can't do this kind of thing recklessly."
Jiang Jinxiu knew they didn't believe her, so she didn't explain further.
She simply walked to the bedside, looked at her grandmother who was still unconscious, and said softly, "Father, just because we can't find my eldest brother doesn't mean he's really disappeared from the world. I believe that good and evil will eventually be rewarded. He owes our Zhao family a blood debt, and God won't let him live out his remaining years so comfortably."
She paused, raised her head, and her gaze swept over everyone in the room before finally landing on Jiang Junrong and Gu Xichen's faces.
"I need an absolutely quiet room, where no one can disturb me. I also need one more thing."
"What is it?" Jiang Junrong asked instinctively.
"The letter my grandfather left behind, and the seal he used."
"Those are his belongings, they still carry his scent. Perhaps... they can help me find the murderer."
These words were spoken in a very mysterious and enigmatic way.
But those present were all her closest relatives.
Although they didn't understand, looking at Jiang Jinxiu's determined and serious expression, their doubts were gradually replaced by a strange trust.
Jiang Junrong, in particular, recalled all the amazing things his daughter had done before.
From her sudden change in temperament, to her taking out those magical potions, to her ability to sense danger... perhaps, their daughter really does have abilities that they don't know about and that ordinary people can't understand.
"good!"
He didn't ask any more questions, and nodded heavily; "Father believes in you!"
He turned around, took the sandalwood box from the ancestral hall, and solemnly handed it to Jiang Jinxiu.
"Darling, how long will it take?"
Jiang Jinxiu shook her head: "I don't know, it could be a few hours, or it could be a day or two. Before I come out, no one should disturb me."
"I'll keep watch."
Gu Xichen immediately said, walking to the door of an empty room: "This one will do. Go ahead, I'll be outside."
He didn't ask Jiang Jinxiu what method she would use, nor did he question whether she could do it.
All he knew was that his wife needed his support and protection.
Jiang Jinxiu gave him a grateful look, took the box, went into the room, and locked the door from the inside.
She was left alone in the room.
She didn't start immediately, but first sat cross-legged, adjusted her breathing, and let her chaotic thoughts slowly calm down.
She knew how important this matter was.
This concerns Grandma's life and the decades-long blood feud within the Zhao family.
She cannot fail.
After a long while, when her mind had become completely calm, she slowly opened the sandalwood box.
The yellowed letter and the small lotus seal lay quietly inside.
She didn't touch the letter, but instead picked up the seal.
The seal feels warm and smooth to the touch.
She could sense a lingering, gentle aura emanating from it—the aura of her grandfather, Zhao Mingcheng, whom she had never met.
At the same time, she also sensed a faint, chilling aura filled with resentment and unwillingness, which was left behind by Feng Jingui.
There was another, even more sinister, more cunning, and as cold as a venomous snake... that belonged to Wang Shi'an.
That's the vibe!
Jiang Jinxiu closed her eyes and slowly channeled her spiritual energy into the jade pendant on her chest.
The jade pendant emitted a soft white light, enveloping her entirely.
The next second, she appeared in the inheritance space.
She did not linger in the palace, but went directly to the lake in the center of the space, which was as clear as a mirror.
The lake is the source of the spiritual spring water, containing the purest spiritual energy.
She sat cross-legged by the lake and gently placed the lotus seal and the other half engraved with the number "four" in front of her.
She took a deep breath, formed hand seals, and silently recited an obscure incantation she had received from the inherited information.
This is the "art of tracing the origins".
A secret technique that traces the past and finds traces of a target by using items associated with that target.
This kind of spell consumes a great deal of the caster's mental energy, and its success is also highly uncertain.
But now, this is her only option.
As she chanted the incantation, the two seals in front of her began to vibrate slightly, emitting a faint light.
Jiang Jinxiu focused all her mental energy on the cold and cunning aura that belonged to Wang Shi'an.
"Wang Shi'an..."
She silently repeated the name in her heart.
Some blurry, fragmented images began to appear in her mind.
She saw a man in a long robe, tracing a map in the dim light...
She saw the man, in the darkness, secretly meeting with a short man in a kimono, bowing and scraping...
She saw the woodshed engulfed in flames, her grandfather lying in a pool of blood, and the man strangling her grandfather with a rope, a ferocious and greedy smile on his face…
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