Chapter 496 Portrait
- It's a strange feeling for someone to suddenly see their own portrait in an unfamiliar environment.
- It's like watching a time-travel drama. Unreal, yet witnessed with one's own eyes, very contradictory.
- Julien Starck reached out and opened the small window on the second floor of the stone house, allowing fresh air to circulate. He leaned on the desk, facing me, and together we looked at the painting.