Elwin fell silent for a while.
He suddenly said in a low voice, "Do you know? I regretted it the moment I got on the spaceship, regretted leaving everything on Earth behind, regretted abandoning billions in property and the superior life on Earth. During these eight or nine months, I've been living in annoyance, so the paintings I produced are just a pile of garbage!"
Zhang Yuan was stunned, not knowing why Elwin suddenly wanted to talk about these things, "Mr. Elwin, you can choose to go back. With our industrial base on Jupiter's moon and the spaceship for the return trip... you can return to Earth."
Elwin shook his head, his tone growing firmer, "There's no going back. Once I return, I'll be spit upon forever, and I'll never sell another painting again!"
"It's impossible, I'm already gone without return..."
