Han Ziyue originally considered directly entering the art gallery to investigate, but based on the information provided by Si Qianmo, Han Ziyue understood that it was not wise to act recklessly now.
As Han Ziyue was observing from outside the art gallery, Li Mufan had already taken the elevator to the eighteenth floor.
Li Mufan's expression remained highly grave, his gaze scrutinizing his surroundings, clearly searching for something.
While walking, Li Mufan was handling his phone, attempting to contact Li Muxing. The call to Li Muxing was connected, but there was no answer.
Li Mufan's brows were almost knotted tightly in frustration, his resentment towards Li Muxing growing more apparent.
At that moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the distance.
Initially, Li Mufan showed a cautious demeanor, but upon seeing it was Han Ziye, his tense heart began to relax.
"Why are you here?"
