Ximen Kankan stared at the painting on the table, almost as if his eyes were about to fall out...
"Master, truly like a Celestial Being!"
Ximen Kankan swallowed and whispered something in Duan Rong's ear.
Hearing this, Duan Rong glanced at Ximen Kankan suspiciously, and said, "How do you know this so clearly?"
Ximen Kankan replied, "I bribed her personal maid Xueqing, and Xueqing told me herself."
Xueqing's fair and bright face flashed before Duan Rong's eyes. He sighed in his heart: Who would have thought, a girl with such a clean face would do such a treacherous thing for personal gain!
Duan Rong picked up a brush, dabbing it with some cinnabar, and painted a vaguely outlined, baby fist-sized birthmark, an inch next to Xia Shuangshuang's navel in the painting!
Only then did Ximen Kankan pick up the painting, praising, "Perfect! Authentic! Unmatched! My dream! My dear one!"
