"That's good..."
Harlin sighed deeply. People like them, naturally so fragile, face life-threatening dangers at any time. So, he is more open-minded about life and death than others.
Shen Yu and Luo Yan exchanged a look quietly, both secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
"Do you still paint?" Luo Yan asked.
"I do. I've recently started studying under a teacher, someone from your country, H." Harlin said.
"Oh? Who is it? Tell us, let's see if we know them."
"Boloni, the old gentleman is skilled in painting and has extensive knowledge, which has greatly benefited me." Harlin took out his phone and showed Luo Yan photos of his recent works, "Look, how do you think I did?"
Shen Yu was a bit surprised and said, "You paint very well."
The style of these paintings was somewhat similar to Jian Xi's!
"I also think they're good." Harlin smiled, "I'm preparing for an art exhibition. You all should come and show your support."
"Sure!" Luo Yan immediately agreed.
