The memory of the person in the traditional clothes of a minority ethnic group was clear in their minds.
To He Yun's disappointment, the person being sketched looked too ordinary. The only thing worthy of notice was the light in his eyes.
It was a boundless darkness which sparked something in his mind, as though he had seen it somewhere before.
"What's wrong?"
The sketch artist looked at him in confusion, thinking that he was not satisfied with the portrait. Hence, he asked again. "Mr. He, this portrait…"
"I have seen this portrait before."
He Yun stared at the portrait with a frown. The man's eyes were familiar, as though he had met him when he was young.
"You have seen it before?"
The sketch artist looked at him. Did this mean that he would get a big credit for this case this time?
