Zi Ling's Mother had no artistic sensibility whatsoever and couldn't appreciate these so-called masterpieces.
As far as she was concerned, all the paintings looked the same. She didn't know which were genuine, after all, and the waters of the art trade ran far too deep. There was even a reproduction of a world-famous painting hanging in her office... and it looked exactly like the real thing.
"That one is the president of the local National Painting Association... That one is a fairly famous new-school freehand painter from the past few years! Yes, he's the one who cheated on his wife with his own student!"
Although she didn't recognize a single painting on the walls, Zi Ling's Mother knew many of the attendees like the back of her hand.
In Lizi's eyes, Sister Ren's eyes were truly incredible, almost comparable to an ultra-high-definition camera... This was probably the professional acumen of a career media worker.
...Mm, the Chocolate Forest served here is delicious!
"Have you still not found her?"
"Sorry, we've already sped up the search!"
"You useless idiots!"
Two men who looked to be around forty walked past while speaking in low voices. Lizi, who was holding a silver fork between her lips, twitched her ears slightly.
Because what she heard was the language of the Island Nation, specifically a Kansai accent.
The organizer of this exhibition seemed to be a company from the Island Nation... Had something gone missing?
Lizi blinked. Following the principle that less trouble was better than more, she immediately pulled Zi Ling's Mother, who was still searching for valuable targets, away.
"Mom, there are lots of people over there. Let's go see what's happening!" she said quickly, pointing at the crowd in the distance. "It looks lively."
Zi Ling's Mother hadn't found anything else that