Standing there, Bazel gently surveyed the surrounding treasures with not a ripple in his gaze. However, when he saw the portrait of a lady embedded in the wall not far away, the corners of his mouth slowly lifted, and he walked towards the painting.
The Portrait of a Lady was painted directly onto the wall, but the pair of shimmering blue eyes were so lifelike as if they were real.
Approaching the painting, Bazel raised his hand and gently caressed the eyes of the woman in the Portrait of a Lady. His touch was soft, as if it were his most cherished treasure; his fingers gently moved down, and when they pressed on the woman's hand, a clicking sound suddenly echoed from the wall beside the painting. Subsequently, what had seemed a seamless wall slowly pushed inward and slid aside, revealing a spacious and well-lit passage in front of Ling Xi and Leng Mengmeng.
