Anthony narrowed his eyes as he watched the painting in contemplation. He suddenly chuckled as if he understood something and stood up with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He placed his palm against the statue and waited for a while.
"Eh, Lan Xuanyu."
But there was no reply coming from the other end.
"Lan Xuanyu, where did you go? Restore the connection. Are you embarrassed?"
The moment he said the last sentence, the sound came back, signalling the restoration of the connection.
"Xiao gege, is it fun?" The voice whom he now knew belonged to Lan Xuanyu asked coldly.
"Do you feel embarrassed?" Anthony asked with a smirk.
"What's there to feel embarrassed about? I didn't do anything wrong." The voice said defensively, making Anthony smile. Even though this senior was thousands of years old, he still acted cute, endearing him to Anthony.
