Han Li gently unfurled the scroll in his hands. A young man dressed in a light blue robe stood vividly before him, smiling warmly—exactly like Han Li himself. After gazing at the painting for a long while, Han Li sighed softly and folded the scroll. He then paused, fixing his eyes on the woman and asked slowly, "Would it be acceptable if I asked a question? Why did your grandmother wish to preserve my portrait? Is there perhaps some deeper meaning behind this?" The woman glanced at Han Li with a gentle, slightly nervous tone. With a soft "thud," Han Li calmly withdrew a square wooden box from his storage pouch and set it directly on the table. "This...?" The woman was startled by this unexpected action and momentarily unsure of Han Li's intentions. "Don't be alarmed," Han Li said, his expression calm. "Inside is the head of Fu Family's elder patriarch. The entire direct lineage of the Fu family has been eliminated by me. The remaining Fu family affiliates, even if they survive, will be unable to establish a foothold within Yuanwu Kingdom. Does this count as fulfilling our original promise?" Han Li spoke with quiet composure. "The Fu family patriarch has been completely wiped out?" The woman was utterly stunned. She looked at the box, then firmly opened the lid. A strong scent of blood rushed into the air. "Indeed, it is the Fu family patriarch," the woman said, her face slightly pale, yet clearly recognizing the features. "I once caught a glimpse of this man from a distance years ago. I had even secretly watched him with admiration." "Since I underwent the surgery a few days ago, the news should have spread already. Lady, all you need do is find a few acquaintances or inquire at the marketplace, and you'll find this indeed true," Han Li smiled gently. "As to why the senior has brought the head here—ah, I now understand," the lady exclaimed, suddenly enlightened. "Indeed, I've come specifically to pay my respects at the old site to Miss Xin and Master Qi. After all, Han Li has only a few close friends, and now that I've avenged them, I feel it only right to make a sincere effort." Han Li's voice grew a little softer, and his expression conveyed deep sincerity. "Miss Xin and Master Qi will surely be most pleased to hear of this. Senior, please wait a moment. I'll return shortly." The lady's expression dimmed slightly, but then she remembered something and hurriedly added. Han Li nodded with a touch of curiosity. The lady then hurriedly left the room. This time, she went to a small pavilion behind a large tree, where she dug around for a while before retrieving a pale green jade box. Then carefully brought her back inside and placed the jade box before Han Li's desk. "This is it?" Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, ready to hear what she had to say. "Master Han, in fact, when Lady Qi passed away, she left behind one final request. She wished to entrust the contents of this box to you, but only after you had fulfilled your promise to eradicate the Fu family. My grandmother was Lady Qi's personal maid at the time, so naturally, this matter was entrusted to her. For that reason, she has remained here ever since, never relocating. Should she ever have the chance to meet you again, it would surely be at this very place. Yet, over the course of several decades, you have never returned. Thus, my grandmother passed this matter on to me. She also personally preserved a portrait of you, in case you were missed. Now that you have come and fulfilled your original promise, it is only fitting that I honor Lady Qi's last wish and present this item to you. This, at last, completes a long-standing matter of mine." The woman spoke calmly, a touch of ease visible on her face. It seemed this matter had been weighing heavily on her mind. Han Li was moved, glanced at the items on the table, and then with a swift sweep of his consciousness, his expression briefly surprised. Yet without hesitation, he took the jade box into his hands and opened it with composure. Inside, a jade scroll of pale green color lay steadily, with a yellow talisman affixed to it. Subtle silver seals shimmered faintly on the surface of the box. At that moment, the woman across from him was also gazing intently at the scroll, her face filled with curiosity. "Have you never seen this before, friend?" Han Li asked, lifting his head. "I must confess, since Miss Xin left no message, the attendants entrusted with this scroll have not been allowed to view it. My grandmother, therefore, took a keen interest and glanced at its contents. Yet after only a brief moment, she coughed up three bowls of blood and remained unconscious for one full day and night before recovering." Then, the grandmother immediately summoned a costly sealing scroll, sealing the jade scroll so that none of our descendants could open or examine it again. Though I was deeply curious, my own cultivation was still far behind hers, and thus I dared not voice my thoughts. Upon hearing the woman's words, Han Li nodded silently, saying nothing, but instead blew gently at the jade scroll. A streak of azure light emerged from his mouth, effortlessly rolling the scroll aside as if it were nothing. The woman by his side was deeply astonished. She had, on several occasions, tried to open the scroll even when not engaged in urgent matters—each time, it required the same effort as moving a mountain, with no change at all. Yet this elder, Han Li, opened it merely with a breath of spiritual energy, demonstrating a mastery of supernatural prowess beyond measure. It was said that Han Li had once been a Foundation Stage cultivator; now, having extinguished the entire Pay family and even slain the Pay family's elder patriarch, his cultivation level must surely be at the Late Consolidation Stage, if not possibly the Immortal Stage. The woman felt profound reverence for him. Han Li silently reviewed the jade scroll in his hands, and with a flash of green light, the scroll vanished without a trace. "Indeed, the contents of the scroll are of great assistance to me. I shall therefore take it without further hesitation. Yet, for this alone, you have waited so patiently for me over the years—this makes me feel somewhat uneasy. Is this the only dwelling you have, or do you share it with others?" Han Li neatly stored the scroll and asked calmly. "By no means. My husband is also a cultivator, though not particularly gifted—his cultivation level is roughly comparable to mine. Our son, however, is still young, and possesses a good spiritual root. Only, he has never had the opportunity to learn from a master, nor has he been able to join a prestigious immortal sect. Before... would the elder be so kind as to..." Upon hearing Han Li's question, the woman's heart stirred, and her pulse quickened. While her husband's situation was acceptable, the thought of her son being admitted to the esteemed presence of this powerful cultivator was nothing short of a breakthrough. Thus, her words came out hesitantly and somewhat stammered. I have no idea whether this will offend the esteemed master before me. "No further explanation is needed. I understand your meaning!" Han Li only listened to a brief moment before calmly raising his hand, signaling the woman to stop speaking. At that moment, the woman felt a sudden chill in her heart. Yet Han Li remained composed and added, "Since you are a descendant of Xiao Mei and have preserved this item for so long, though I do not take on disciples myself, I can still offer your son a chance to achieve the Foundation Stage. I have here one Foundation Pill and two bottles of elixirs particularly beneficial for Qi Stage practitioners. Whether he succeeds in reaching the Foundation Stage will depend entirely on his destiny. Once he achieves it, I believe he will have a strong chance of joining a major cultivation sect or family." As he spoke, Han Li reached into his sleeve and produced three small bottles, offering them to the woman. "A Foundation Pill?" Hearing this, the woman was overjoyed. She expressed her gratitude repeatedly, and as she gazed at the pills, all her earlier disappointment vanished. "By the way, during this time when I eliminated the Fu family, I also happened to kill two cultivators from the Mo-Yan Sect. Though I have no fear of the Mo-Yan Sect, I don't wish to create any unnecessary complications. May I ask my esteemed friend—do you know anything about my past affairs, specifically regarding my elder husband?" Han Li's tone shifted suddenly, as if remembering something. But with a soft "puff," a flash of white light behind her, she collapsed unconscious. Han Li seemed well-prepared; with a swift motion of his sleeve, a stream of霞glow burst forth, gently supporting the woman. At that moment, as the white light behind the woman faded, a shimmering figure emerged—silver moon-shaped fox appearing suddenly. Its dark, glossy eyes spun around several times, sparkling with a cheerful expression. "Master, why did you suddenly have me intervene and knock this woman unconscious? Is there something amiss with her, or have you taken a liking to this woman?" said Silver Moon, speaking with a smile that held both amusement and curiosity.