Lin Jin smiled.
They were both smart people. Feng Zishan was being honest with him. Not bad.
Since that was the case, Lin Jin didn't want to keep it a secret anymore so he said, "Your Second Highness, the third prince has a close relationship with my master so I can explain this to you. However, Your Second Highness is a sincere person. Other than targeting the third prince, Lin Jin is willing to help you with anything else."
He was being honest.
Feng Zishan laughed. "Teacher Lin, you're a straightforward person indeed. Alright, I promise that I won't let you target my third brother. Will you be at ease, Teacher Lin? Also, I've had this Daoist's painting for a long time and I've studied it from time to time but I don't understand what's written on it. If Teacher Lin or the Curator can decipher it, I'll be more than happy to oblige. You just have to explain the contents of the painting to me and that'll be enough. "
At this point, Lin Jin really couldn't say anything more. From what he saw today, Feng Zishan was very broad-minded, he was the type to do great things. Compared to Feng Ziqian, they both had their own merits and it was hard to tell who was stronger.
Speaking of which, Lin Jin wasn't interested in the crown prince's affairs. Moreover, as an outsider, he couldn't be of much help.
Since that was the case, there was no need for him to worry about nothing. The two princes would just have to compete on their own. In the end, Emperor Tianxuan would be the one to decide who got the throne, not Lin Jin.
In that case, Feng Zishan could be a good friend.
"Alright, we'll do as Your Highness says. However, there's no need to give this painting to me. I just need to borrow it for a few days and I'll inform Your Highness about the contents of the painting." Lin Jin didn't try to be pretentious anymore. Why wouldn't he reject something that was delivered to his doorstep?
Moreover, Lin Jin's thoughts were clear now. He had no intention of interfering in the fight for the throne and he couldn't do anything about it either. He just had to mind his own business.
As they chatted, someone came in to report that the third prince was here.
Feng Ziqian was here too.
This was going to be interesting.
Before Lin Jin could say anything, Feng Zishan smiled. "Third Brother is here too. That's great."
He didn't seem the slightest bit awkward or uncomfortable. Instead, he took the initiative to go out and greet him. Regardless of whether he was sincere or just putting on an act, at the very least, his attitude was sufficient.
Not long later, Feng Zishan and Feng Ziqian wanted to enter together. Feng Ziqian could see that it was a little strange, but he did not say much.
"It just so happens that Third Brother is here as well. We haven't had a drink together for quite some time. Let's have a good drink today." As soon as Feng Zishan finished speaking, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.
Feng Ziqian found an opportunity to secretly ask Lin Jin about it. Lin Jin waved him off with a smile. Feng Ziqian was no fool so he immediately understood that his second brother had come to visit him of his own accord.
This was also in line with Second Brother's character.
Ever since he was young, his second brother had always been a smooth talker and had a good relationship with everyone. Even Feng Ziqian had to admit that he was inferior to him in this aspect.
Very soon, the dishes were placed on the table. The three of them raised their glasses and drank together. There was no gap between them. Feng Ziqian was not good at pretending. The sincerity he showed was very genuine.
Feng Zishan couldn't find any fault with it.
While Lin Jin was drinking with them, his mind was on that painting. He wondered what it was about. Perhaps it was just an ordinary painting of a landscape?
Despite feeling anxious, Lin Jin could only have time to study it after sending off the two brothers.
Hence, Lin Jin drank absent-mindedly.
Based on Lin Jin's current understanding of Daoist Lord's background, he was certain that he was a transmigrator just like himself. This naturally made Lin Jin feel closer to Daoist Lord.
To put it bluntly, Lin Jin had many friends in this world and some of them were very close to him. But deep down, Lin Jin knew very well that he wasn't a person of this world.
It was inevitable that there would be a sense of distance.
But Daoist Lord was different.
Since he knew that Daoist Lord was a transmigrator from the same world as himself, Lin Jin felt closer to this Daoist Lord whom he had never met before.
Because they were the same kind of people.
Hence, Lin Jin was eager to read the things Daoist Lord left behind. Perhaps it was just a few words, but it might be something useful.
The drinking went on for more than two hours before the two princes bade each other farewell. At least during this time, neither of them mentioned anything unpleasant. Only in this moment were they brothers. And they knew very well that after they sobered up, they would still have to compete with each other.
This was the fate of royalty.
Lin Jin, on the other hand, was able to dispel his drunkenness with a simple activation of his energy. Feeling refreshed, he prepared to open the painting and take a look.
Shu Xiaolou was already sitting beside him.
Lin Jin ignored her.
It wasn't like he could stop her anyway. In fact, she had been here since a while ago but had been hiding.
"What is this?" Shu Xiaolou stared curiously at the painting in Lin Jin's hand. As an art spirit, Shu Xiaolou was extremely curious about all paintings.
Lin Jin said nothing. Shu Xiaolou was asking the obvious. Moreover, what else could Lin Jin say other than that it was a painting?
Since that was the case, he might as well not say anything.
As for what kind of painting it was, he would find out once he opened it.
And so, Lin Jin carefully unfurled the painting.
The moment he laid eyes on it, Lin Jin's scalp went numb. He almost threw the painting away because it was too shocking.
Shu Xiaolou's eyes widened as she stared at the image on the painting. She said, "What … what is this? How could it be so brutal?"
Something that could surprise Shu Xiaolou was obviously no ordinary painting.
Lin Jin was currently holding a painting that had the outline of a giant beast drawn in ink.
This giant creature had to be referenced or else no one would know its size. The reference on this painting was the mountains, the forest, and the stream in the mountains. The drawing was extremely vivid and without a doubt, these were all used to accentuate the extraordinariness of this giant beast.
The size of this giant beast was unimaginable. One of its claws was as big as a mountain and if it were to land, it could occupy several mountains.
Among all the beasts in the world, he had never seen one that was this big.
Lin Jin's shock wasn't just because of how vivid the giant beast in the painting was. In fact, it was because he had seen this beast before.
Back at Daluo Temple, he had seen one of its claws. Back then, it came down from the heavens and snatched away Daluo Temple's Buddha.
A Rank 9 immortal-devouring beast!
Lin Jin didn't expect the Daolord's painting that Feng Zishan brought over to be a drawing of an immortal-devouring beast. And by the looks of it, this immortal-devouring beast had revealed half of its body, leaving its lower half hidden in the clouds.
Through the clouds, Lin Jin could vaguely make out the shadow of the ninth heaven realm.
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