Zhang Xianguang spoke steadily, with a trace of unmistakable confusion.
In the background, there was the faint creak of an old wooden door being pushed open.
Hearing that unsuspecting tone, Lin Cheng's slightly furrowed brows instantly tightened.
Zhang Xianguang didn't know.
The old fox who had single-handedly orchestrated so many grand schemes had no idea that his own backyard was on fire!
"The Ghost Painting is out of control." Lin Cheng wasted no words.
"It's appeared in the northwest. What exactly is happening on your end?"
"..."
Two full seconds of dead silence followed through the earpiece.
Then a harsh breath suddenly came through.
Even across that immense distance, Lin Cheng could feel the violent jolt to Zhang Xianguang's emotions in that instant.
"What?!"
Zhang Xianguang's voice was no longer calm. It even carried a trace of barely concealed shock and fury.
Then, as though he had suddenly grasped some inconceivable connection, he gritted his teeth and growled each word.
"He Yuelian... how dare you!"
The moment he finished speaking, the background noise on his end suddenly grew chaotic.
Lin Cheng narrowed his deep blue eyes slightly.
He seemed to have already guessed what had happened.
But before he could speak, Zhang Xianguang's voice came through again, urgent and grave.
"I let my guard down this time." Zhang Xianguang spoke extremely quickly.
"I'm trapped in a dangerous supernatural place right now, searching for a core puzzle piece of the Ghost Painting."
"As for the Ghost Painting... sorry for the trouble, but please handle it for me."
"I, Zhang Xianguang, won't forget this favor."
"All right. Understood."
Lin Cheng agreed without hesitation, then cut off the connection.
Deathly silence returned to the office.
Standing where he was, Lin Cheng rapidly pieced together all the clues in his mind. The outline of