Xu Huo turned his head to look at Pan Siming, but Pan Siming just smiled at him and started scrutinizing the portrait painting they had seen earlier.
"Is there something wrong with that painting?" Fan Shiji hesitated, "Did we miss something?"
"I didn't notice anything." Xu Huo said, "There are so many paintings here, even if there were fakes, they wouldn't be placed right at the entrance, would they?"
"You make a good point." Fan Shiji nodded and, after a pause, added, "We might be faster if we split up."
As he spoke, he stealthily made a hand gesture indicating that he would check on the others' progress.
Xu Huo didn't stop him. He leisurely lit a cigarette and started looking at the paintings one by one.
"Got an extra one? Give me a cigarette," the woman in the leather jacket who had left earlier approached him.