Li Hengsheng, who was hiding not far away, felt something was amiss upon seeing the scroll.
Could the portrait on that scroll be me?
Li Hengsheng had a strong intuition.
And at this moment, Hai Dongsheng also opened the scroll.
When he saw the portrait on the scroll, Hai Dongsheng's eyes widened, and his breathing became heavy!
"Hahaha!"
"Li Yun, this time I want to see how you can escape from my grasp!"
"So it really is you!"
On Hai Dongsheng's scroll, there was indeed a portrait of Li Hengsheng.
From a distance, Li Hengsheng could see his portrait on that scroll.
Although it was only seventy to eighty percent similar, any discerning eye could tell it was him.
"Damn it!"
Li Hengsheng's heart trembled harshly.
If Hai Dongsheng were to return alive to Ghost City, he would be doomed.
Who could resist the temptation of a Painting Immortal's Painting Treasure?
