"The fire happened too long ago; it probably isn't related," Li Chengyi thought, finding the mysteries of Mist Street even harder to untangle.

"It seems...this painting must be what we're looking for," Sindra sighed, still visibly stunned by the revelation.

Everyone else was equally shaken, with a subtle sense of dread creeping over them.

Could it be that the Mist Street Dead End was actually the scene depicted in this painting?

The place they had ventured into—the gray, misty street that ensnared them in danger—was possibly something spawned from a painting. No one would have ever guessed that. Even those …