"What news?"
"It's like this," Pheng Fei said, "There's a privately organized painter's alliance here, called Sjöv Painter's Alliance."
Pheng Fei's introduction made Chiang Xiao feel that things might not be that simple.
However, upon hearing about the Sjöv Painter's Alliance, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, feeling shocked.
Her lips moved slightly, but she swallowed back the words that had reached the tip of her tongue.
She almost said something wrong.
Sjöv Painter's Alliance.
She had heard about it before.
Moreover, she'd heard about it quite a few times.
Of course, usually she wouldn't keep such things in mind, nor would she think about them when idle, but hearing Pheng Fei mention it now, she naturally remembered.
At this moment, the Sjöv Painter's Alliance was still a very private organization, so except for a few people in the Country Y circle, no one else had heard of it.
