Yun You shook her head, then turned around and stepped out of the grand and magnificent Divine Hall.
As she left, this hall made of consciousness gradually began to collapse, and the three oil paintings also slowly dissipated.
But what Yun You didn't know was...
At the very moment she turned around, the painting on the right... precisely the owl in the silver-haired girl's oil painting, suddenly... turned its head, its deep gaze fixed firmly on Yun You.
And the silver-haired girl herself also curved a subtle smile, as if she had seen something remarkable.
"Interesting... interesting..."
The owl slowly opened its mouth and, using a somewhat hoarse voice, slowly uttered a sentence.
"What an interesting little girl."
Unfortunately, Yun You couldn't hear any of this.
...
Upon reopening her eyes, Yun You's consciousness had already returned to the real world.
At the same time, within her beating heart, a grain-sized energy vortex appeared, slowly rotating.
