Su Nian shook her head. "The soul bottle isn't in any of these paintings."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's tone turned unpleasant.
"You're the one who said the soul bottle was painted into a portrait. But these are all the portraits I have, and it's not in any of them!"
Even though his face was hidden by a thick mask, the viewers could easily hear the displeasure in his voice.
[What are you talking about? If the host says it, she must be right!]
[Why don't you think harder? You must have missed a painting somewhere!]
[Besides, the host hasn't even said much. Is there any need to get so angry?]
In reality, the middle-aged man was starting to suspect the girl in front of him knew what he was thinking.
He wondered if she didn't want him advertising on her stream and was deliberately lying to him.
She was trying to make him back off, to scare him so he wouldn't bring up this soul—this bottle—on the stream again.
