Ye Feng did not care too much. He exchanged a few words with them before his gaze landed on the wall of the living room at Baron Andrew's villa.
Because, on that wall, he saw the real target of this trip.
There were a total of twelve paintings.
"Families on the River," "Two Shadows of Rock," "Lonely Sail on Banqiao," "Dense Cypress Trees," "Afterglow on the Far Shore," "White House With Pine Trees," "Apricot Blossom Cottage," "Shadow of Sails in Smoke," "Fir Trees and Pavillion," "Spring Rain in the Mountains," "Lotus Fragrance in Bantang," and "Red Trees and White Spring."
In the paintings, the sky shone with the sun, there was the landscape of Guilin, mountain shadows, narrow bridges, and flowing water. It was the beautiful home scene that the people of the Dragon Country had been guarding for generations and yearned for endlessly.
If it wasn't Qi Baishi's Twelve Landscape Screens, then what was it?
