"There must be hidden secrets within." Hua Jinyan also noticed the painting that seemed very out of place.
Where there's something strange, there's always a reason.
Little Taotie leaned in closer to the painting, taking in the scent of sandalwood.
"This rice paper smells nice, it's the scent of sandalwood."
Hua Jinyan squinted his eyes, catching the same fragrance.
"I'll take it down and have a look." Little Taotie reached out, but Hua Jinyan stopped him.
Little Taotie asked in confusion, "Not going to take it down?"
"I'll do it."
"I can do it too, it's not too high."
"No, I'll handle it."
Little Taotie couldn't argue with him, choosing to sit aside instead.
Hua Jinyan took out a pair of leather gloves, made from a rather thick material, entirely coffee-colored.
Once his hands were wrapped securely, Hua Jinyan stepped forward to remove the painting.
