"Do you understand this design?" Wen Luoyang asked them a question.
The three looked clueless.
Huojin sheepishly grinned. "I-I always failed in art…"
Jia coughed. "I wasn't the type to really understand deep meanings in art."
Mingshen chirped. "I do use my shiny tools to carve on the beautiful skin-"
"You just better stop talking altogether, Mingshen," she closed her eyes.
He pouted. "Don't disrespect my form of art."
"It's not art. It's macabre."
Wen Luoyang continued. "The top end of S merges with the top line of h and the bottom line of h merges with the cursive e. But both the top and bottom links where the letters merge with each other are broken. I mean the link is shattered and thorny. Prickly and invasive."
Jia looked closer and nodded. "So what does this tell you?"
