Quick Wear: I raised this little wolf cub

After the elevator stopped, Shi Ling was the first to walk out of the elevator, and then he turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation to the two people in the elevator, "Mr. Yun, Mr.... Mr. Shi, please follow me."

As soon as Shi Yuan walked out of the elevator, he discovered something unusual. The paintings hanging on the walls of the corridor were all paintings he had painted three thousand years ago, and his seals were engraved on them.

But how come his calligraphy appeared here?

Shi Yuan unconsciously moved closer to take a closer look. After a closer look, Shi Yuan discovered that these were not his paintings, but imitations of his paintings. However, the imitations were very similar. Even for him, it would be difficult to tell the real from the fake without a careful look.

Shi Ling approached Shi Yuan without knowing when, and asked with an expectant look, "What do you think of these paintings?"

Shi Yuan felt that there was nothing to hide, so he answered honestly, "It's all fake."

Shi Ling was instantly excited, "Fake is better, fake is better!"

Shi Yuan felt that this man was most likely a fool. How could anyone be so happy after buying a fake painting?

When Shi Ling noticed the way Shi Yuan looked at the idiot, he immediately put away the silly expression on his face, returned to his seriousness, and spoke in a more respectful tone, "Please come this way."

Shi Yuan turned his head and looked at Yun Shen behind him. Yun Shen gave Shi Yuan an affirmative look, then stepped forward and held Shi Yuan's hand, "Let's go, A Yuan."

Shi Ling led the two of them into an ordinary office, but Shi Yuan soon discovered that this ordinary office was not ordinary.

Shi Yuan looked at the office that was decorated like his imperial study, tugged at Yun Shen's sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Shen Shen, is this hotel related to the Shi family?"

If it wasn’t related to the Shi family, how could there be so many things related to him?

Although Shi Yuan looks stupid in front of Yun Shen, he is definitely not a brainless person. Shi Yuan would not think that these are all coincidences.

Yun Shen nodded in agreement.

Shi Ling looked at Shi Yuan and mustered up the courage to ask, "Mr. Shi, there are no outsiders here. Can you please take off your mask?"

Shi Yuan understood what Shi Ling meant and silently raised his hand to take off the mask. The moment Shi Ling saw Shi Yuan's face clearly, he blurted out, "Ancestor."

Shi Ling's excited mind went blank. He completely forgot what to do and didn't even know where to put his hands.

After Shi Ling realized what was happening, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Shi Yuan. "I am Shi Ling, a junior of the Shi family. I am honored to meet the ancestor."

Shi Yuan was quite used to being made to kneel down, so he raised his hand calmly and said, "Stand up."

After Shi Ling stood up, he still stared at Shi Yuan with burning eyes, as if he was looking at some priceless treasure.

Yun Shen felt that the way Shi Ling was staring at his little wolf cub was a bit like the way his little wolf cub was staring at him. Well, he was worthy of being a descendant of the Shi family.

Shi Yuan looked at Shi Ling, "How did you recognize me?"

Shi Ling replied respectfully: "The Shi family has your portrait, and all the descendants of the Shi family know your portrait."

Shi Yuan was a little confused when he heard this and asked, "My portrait?"

There should be no real portrait of him left in the world. Three thousand years ago, Yun Shen destroyed all his portraits, leaving not a single one behind. All the portraits of him that still exist in the world are fake.

Shi Ling nodded, "There is a portrait of you here, but it is a replica. The real portrait is in the Shi family ancestral hall."

After Shi Ling finished speaking, he walked straight to the desk, raised his hand and twisted a jade ornament on the desk. Then, with a click, the rosewood bookshelf behind the desk slowly opened to the left until a square secret compartment was revealed.

Shi Ling opened the mechanism outside the secret compartment, took out the portrait and handed it to Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan saw the two words "Yun Shen" at the signature of the portrait at a glance. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. He gently stroked the two words "Yun Shen" on the portrait with his palm. It turned out that Shen Shen had painted a portrait of him personally.

Yun Shen, who was standing next to Shi Yuan, naturally saw it as well. Yun Shen twirled his fingers. Shi Yuan had done a lot of things, but unfortunately he didn't know any of them.