The young woman smiled and said, "Lin Dao, since you are unwilling, then I can go to the cave."
Even as Lin Ao arrogantly handed the paper to the girl in front of him, he said, "Alright."
The girls saw right through the newspaper Lin Zida had provided. The handwriting on it was powerful and vigorous. It was like a mighty dragon soaring in the sky, engaged in conversation. It evoked a feeling of never giving up and gambling till the end.
The girl thanked him and said, "Thank you, Lin Dao."
Lin Zida smiled arrogantly, released his grip, and walked away.
The girl returned to the cave, taking Lin Zida's autograph and examining it repeatedly. It was a long while before she put the winged income into her pocket.
Neither Lin nor the girl anticipated that tonight's autograph would be sold at an unimaginable price in the distant future, leading to a frenzied bidding war by superpowers, sparking a massive tempest of blood.
