Mo Ran, who was conversing with her retainers, suddenly sensed a familiar presence appear. She immediately raised her hand to signal those beside her to be silent, then rose and respectfully bowed towards a certain direction: "Mo Ran greets Mr. Yu."
On the shadow wall not far away, a cluster of crystals slowly expanded and spread like it was blooming, morphing into a plane resembling a screen. First, some unstable lines and symbols appeared on the transparent crystal, and then a silhouette gradually emerged. After quite a while, it finally shaped into a figure, and Yu Sheng's voice resonated with the crystal's vibration, slightly distorted: "Ah, it's always such a hassle, getting a picture to come out clearly is really not easy... By the way, why do you hang that thing there?!"
Mo Ran was taken aback for a moment and then realized that Yu Sheng was referring to the painting hanging on the wall behind her.
