This was probably God's will. Yuan Shanchuan reached out his hand and took the painting away under the night when both parties were not paying attention.
Then, he slowly retreated, step by step, away from the forest and ran in another direction.
By the time he returned to his senses, he had already escaped far away.
In such a situation, Yuan Shanchuan had no choice but to interfere.
He was cautious because he had a bodyguard friend who had heard much about their escort journey. Recalling those details, he muddle-headedly hid some traces.
He knew that this was gambling on his life. He might end up like the two bodyguards if he was not careful.
But since things had come to this extent, he had no choice.
He didn't know if he was lucky or if the two parties who fought that night had suffered heavy losses and couldn't find him anymore. In short, Yuan Shanchuan had been hiding for a few days and hadn't revealed his whereabouts.