Aemon deliberately lowered his head and then met Morgana's gaze. He said, "Master, I believe it's plausible that the other person has no connection to your Master whatsoever. They might have obtained the painting by chance, perhaps through Zeba or Maria. Upon learning your true identity and your status as Morvel Bazin's disciple, they deliberately employed the painting to frighten you. Consider this, why would a genuinely powerful individual waste time showing you a painting? Wouldn't it be more authentic for them to lie in wait in Aurous Hill?"
Morgana furrowed her brows and inquired, "So, you mean the other party is just bluffing and using the 'Empty City Strategy' on me?"
"Yes!" Aemon Mirren replied firmly. "I believe that might be a possibility."
Morgana nodded, her tone cold. "I've had doubts about what you said, but I have no way to prove it. If I were to send the Three Elders to Aurous Hill, there's a risk that not only will the Warriors Den suffer heavy losses, but we might also provoke the other party even further if the Elders meet a similar fate as the Marshals."
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