Su Qi looked at the painting, and under the protection of his "Spiritual Eyes," he might have been the only one not affected by it.
I don't know why.
Su Qi always felt that this painting… its style, or rather, the twisted lines, seemed familiar to him.
The question mark on it indicated the word "Sealing."
However.
Now wasn't the time to ponder this; the most important thing was to complete the assignment.
No one knew when the alarm would go off.
Three assignments.
Su Qi lifted his pen, twirling it between his fingers, and suddenly noticed a fluctuation in the Luo Shenfu: "Mr. Luo, what's up, do you have an idea?"
