Chapter 583:

The line read: Harm me, and you shall perish.

Each word was etched with precise strokes, the sharpness of the handwriting carrying a sense of foreboding urgency. This wasn’t just art; it was a masterpiece that reached into the soul.

And it had been created in a mere fifteen minutes.

Anyone who had ever studied painting knew the challenge of depicting human figures.

Lindy’s painting of the sunrise at the summit succeeded in creating an immersive experience, drawing viewers into the scene as though they were standing atop the mountain, basking in the golden rays of sunlight. However, it was clear she had taken a familiar path.

Sunrises and sunsets were sights many people cherished, moments they had personally experienced. This shared connection made it easy for viewers to resonate with Lindy’s work, evoking a sense of nostalgia and comfort.

Khloe’s painting, however, was in a realm of its own.

about landscapes; she had infused life into her figures,

capturing a scene; it seemed to record the passage of time itself, showing changes in the world and human lives. Even those who had never set foot in an unfinished building

though they were the woman on the canvas, her fury

just have a soul—it was

stark, colorless scene. The second, a flood of vivid red. By the third, a completely

escape begins

the figures and scenery seemed to tell a different tale, expressing emotions

frozen in place, overwhelmed by shock and awe. No words came; their

This was Khloe’s creation?

wanted to deny it, to insist it was impossible. But he’d watched Khloe the entire time, her left hand methodically

sides, his face twisting with regret. How

suddenly seemed to realize something. She glared at Khloe. “Are

her tone carried certainty. Her eyes, filled with a mix of respect,

shock rippled through the crowd.

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