The young man shook his head.
He really had been overthinking it.
"Student Xiao, I accidentally put some pressure on the painting, and it got a little creased. Is that a problem?"
The young man skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the point, speaking quickly.
He was genuinely worried about it.
He'd finally gotten his hands on such a treasure. If he ruined it by accident, he'd never forgive himself.
"Student Xiao?"
"Just a few creases?"
Xiao Xiao confirmed.
"Yeah."
The young man emphasized, "Just a tiny bit."
"Should I take a picture and show you?"
A thought struck the young man.
Right. Seeing it with his own eyes would be more accurate than just hearing about it.
"Sure."
Xiao Xiao looked at the photo the young man sent him.
There were only a few thin creases.
And they were on the back.
"It's fine."
He put the phone back to his ear. "This painting isn't that fragile."
The painting was at least a decade old.
According to the young man, his grandfather had often taken it out to admire it.
In the end, it had passed safely into the young man's hands.
So the young man didn't need to be quite so careful.
Maybe... this painting was even more resilient than other paintings.
After all, it had a special ability that most paintings didn't.
"Okay."
The young man nodded.
He knew he was overreacting a little.
But even knowing that, he couldn't stop himself from tensing up.
Only after hearing Student Xiao say that did he feel the tightness in his chest slowly ease.
He cared too much about this painting.
Now that the problem was settled, the young man let out an unconscious sigh.
Only when he heard it did he realize what he'd