Art is said to have a soul, and architecture has its own unique character. The ancient being who built this secret chamber and crafted the statues in it was undoubtedly a maverick spirit.
Why was it built like this?
Shen Yue, always keen on deducing irregularities, pondered this. Without turning around, he recognized Jessica's approaching footsteps, "You studied Western literature. Do you recognize this sculpture?"
Jessica was somewhat surprised, "How did you know it was me coming?"
Obvious, you wear perfume and your footsteps are uneven, unlike Chitrica's. I'm not deaf, how could I not distinguish?
Feeling Jessica's tension at its breaking point, Shen Yue finally laughed, "Perhaps it's just intuition."
Jessica laughed, bringing some warmth into the gloomy chamber, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you to do something you didn't want to."
"I shouldn't have yelled at you either."