Is it really that silky smooth on its own?
Although it was similar to what he imagined, the smoothness of Reysen's logic still impressed Fu Qian deeply
Decades of experiences amounted to merely one night of a nightmare.
And the cause of the nightmare was simply because he had come into contact with a special painting at the exhibition.
Although it's terrifying upon deep thought, logically, it can't be directly negated.
"The moment you mentioned the art gallery, I knew why you showed up here,"
Seeing that Fu Qian remained silent, Reysen continued to speak.
"That place is very special…something is seeping through the exhibits, and working there is definitely dangerous."
"So this is why our salaries are not bad? There really is no free lunch, huh!"
Fu Qian softly sighed, using Mrs. Harper's perspective, and naturally posed a question.
"But if it's really that dangerous, why is it still open to the public instead of being completely sealed off?"
