Chapter 464: The Future of the White Oak

In Duncan's eyes, the complex and chaotic dark shadows had "collapsed" back into the figure of the dashing female adventurer. In the depths of the mirror, those layered silhouettes no longer trembled in disarray.

Duncan watched this scene in silence for a long time without speaking.

Martha in the mirror, after regaining her form, remained still for a moment—as if experiencing a freeze frame right before a film officially starts. After two or three seconds, the lively sparkle typical of living beings returned to her face, and she looked down at herself with some confusion before finally looking up, belatedly, "You... what did you do?"

Duncan ended his contemplation for the time being and shook his head slightly, "Nothing much, just a welcome."

Then he paused, reorganizing his thoughts before continuing, "If you remain 'Martha' from now on, do you still intend to tell Lawrence the truth?"