At the same time.
Inside the world of the oil painting in Hell Apartment.
He Yuelian was frightened and terrified in front of these eerie people, but now was not the time to be afraid; she had more important things to do.
At this moment.
Her gaze rested on the man wearing a Zhongshan suit, who looked like a scholar.
Instinct told her that this person was Zhang Xiangguang, the person Yang Jian had asked her to find.
"Do you know me?" He Yuelian asked tentatively.
She hadn't forgotten how strange and dangerous these people were; offending them carelessly could easily lead to her death here.
Zhang Xiangguang's expression gradually calmed down. He looked at He Yuelian with a somewhat complicated gaze: "I don't know you, but I'm familiar with your appearance. You look exactly like a woman in a painting. When I first saw you, I thought for a moment that the woman from that painting had truly appeared here."
