The art teacher and Xia Yang's arrival had been anticipated by Gao Ming, since they were the ones he had arranged for his backup.
The events unfolding on the first underground floor now were right up Xia Yang's alley, be it the pristine, wintry sunlight of Youliang, or the extreme hatred symbolized by the red raincoat. This also included the class 13 students and investigators fighting over corpses for their own interests, providing Xia Yang with an endless stream of inspiration.
The art teacher's eyes narrowed slightly, concealing the greed deep within her pupils. Xia Yang craved the souls of the red raincoat and Youliang, desiring to capture and imprison them in his paintings.
"I'm growing more fond of this world."
The art teacher took out a paintbrush and began to render Youliang and the red raincoat on the wall. With each stroke she made, a new wound appeared on her body, as if the paint she used was her own ghostly blood.
