Zhang Zhiyi

"And I haven't heard anything about her in the upper world."

A glimmer of disappointment appeared in the woman's eyes, but it quickly vanished.

She shook her head and looked back at the painting. But An Di's following words caught her off guard.

"It's just that I don't know anything about her. But maybe my master knows."

The woman's eyes narrowed as she looked at An Di, who was still staring at the painting.

"But the problem is that I'm stuck in this world, and I'm not sure when I'll be able to leave," An Di shook his head and turned to face the woman.

The woman stared at An Di for a while before nodding.

"Set that aside. I was just venting my inner feelings. I was hoping to hear about Lord Founder, and since you came from the higher world, I thought you would have heard about her."

"Anyhow, I just wanted to talk to you about something."

This time An Di was surprised, he didn't expect that the woman would take the initiative to speak about something.