Master Lin's face, already a grim one, darkened further. Yet, his voice remained soft and persuasive.,Liu, the steward, looked at him with suspicion. "Your personal savings You've been running errands all day long. Your monthly allowance from the clan is only one copper coin. Where did you get so much",Whispers filled the crowd, with most people agreeing that it was highly probable. After all, the Spring River Flows into Pictorial Scrolls was a masterpiece passed down for five hundred years. If a buyer who matched perfectly came along, they might be willing to pay thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins.。