Meanwhile.
Inside the world of the oil painting in Hell Apartment.
Though He Yuelian was terrified and deeply afraid when facing these strange people, now was not the time for fear. She had something more important to do.
At that moment.
Her gaze settled on the man in a Zhongshan suit, who looked like a schoolteacher.
Her instincts told her that this man was Zhang Xianguang, the person Yang Jian had sent her to find.
"Do you know me?" He Yuelian asked tentatively.
She had not forgotten how eerie and dangerous the people here were. She could not offend them lightly, or she might very well die here.
Zhang Xianguang's expression gradually calmed. He looked at He Yuelian with a complicated gaze. "I don't know you, but I recognize your face. You look exactly like the woman in a painting. When I first saw you just now, I thought the woman in that painting had truly appeared here."
"But you aren't her. You are a normal living person, so your existence astonishes me. There is actually someone in this world who looks exactly like the woman in that painting."
"Yang Jian sent me here to find someone named Zhang Xianguang. He said Zhang Xianguang might know everything," He Yuelian said.
"That's right. I am Zhang Xianguang."
Zhang Xianguang said, "Yang Jian sent you to find me? Then I suppose he will be disappointed. I only know that painting and that you look exactly like it. As for anything else, I know nothing."
"Do you not know, or do you simply not want to say?"
Before He Yuelian could ask, Yang Xiao, standing nearby, smiled and spoke first.
"You know that painting. Outside, it is known by the code name Ghost Painting, and it is also the most important painting here.