The atmosphere created by the painting was so profound that before one knew it, they were completely absorbed.
Feng Wu hung the painting on the wall and sat down in front of it with her legs crossed. She then studied it with unblinking eyes.
Chaoge and Qiuling tried to make as little noise as possible, fearing that they might disturb Feng Wu.
Seeing the way Feng Wu sat there, absorbed in the painting, Chaoge and Qiuling exchanged looks and left the room, closing the door behind them.
Everyone in Fallen Star Yard cared about Feng Wu.
"Has Miss Wu found the answer yet?" asked Granny Zhao.
Qiuling gave her a wry smile. "Miss Wu has been sitting there for hours already."
Granny Zhao frowned. "All we have is a painting. That's so difficult."
Qiuling nodded. "You don't say. We're supposed to guess the address from a painting alone without any other hints. That's impossible."
