Wang Xiu could confidently say that he possessed a pair of eyes able to discover beauty. Of course, if he truly wanted to find ugliness, that wasn't impossible either. With his current vision, there was very little in this world that could elude him.
Just like the endless Yellow River in the forbidden land, he could clearly see its origin at a single glance. Let alone the mere changes to one's appearance caused by some strange poison.
The moment Wang Xiu laid eyes on Luo Yunting, the image of her original appearance naturally emerged in his mind. Or rather, it was the appearance she would have without the influence of the strange poison. So, he wasn't lying this time. The person on the painting scroll was Luo Yunting; she just didn't realize it herself.
With a wave of his sleeve, the painting scroll rose into the air, hovering vertically before Luo Yunting. Then, staring into her eyes, he said, word by word, "Repeat after me—this is me!"
