Before Bai Lu arrived, she said that Shen Ruozhuo was definitely like a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken, and had no good intentions.
Now, seeing Li Ruolan dressed in the gallery's uniform white shirt and black skirt coming to greet them, Bai Lu felt even more certain of this notion.
"Xixi, maybe we should wait until Assistant Su arrives before we say anything. We're on someone else's turf here, and if they team up against us, we're no match!" Bai Lu saw the situation clearly and thought it would be wise to leave first.
Lou Xi shook her head, saying there was no need to leave, "No worries, we're not here to talk to Li Ruolan anyway."
"Shen Ruozhuo is the real Tianshan Child!"
"We haven't even seen her yet, and you're already ready to retreat! We can't lose our momentum!"
Come to think of it, that made sense.
The two walked in, heads held high.
The gallery was very quiet, with only one or two guests carefully admiring the paintings on the walls.
