Inside the exhibition hall.
The temperature set by the air conditioning is comfortable, feeling pleasant against the skin.
Displayed on the walls all around are the works exhibited at this art show, each professionally framed.
Luo Cheng and Qiu Yu walk ahead.
Bystanders attending the exhibition follow behind, chatting quietly as they move.
No one wants to explore alone; everyone tacitly follows the two masters as if by doing so, they can share the same insights as the esteemed duo.
Luo Wei stays on the periphery, not moving closer to the front but making faces at her father instead.
"Why would Mr. Qiu come here?"
Luo Cheng ignores Luo Wei and stops by the first painting, casually starting a conversation with Qiu Yu.
Qiu Yu brushes her hair aside, "A friend asked me to come and have a look, mentioning there was a very impressive painting here. Though it seems she herself has been delayed."
"A remarkable painting?"
