Strange feelings hit him in waves, halting Tang Ye's foot that was about to step forward.
"What on earth is going on?"
He went over in his mind all the details of entering the office building and taking the elevator to this floor, but he couldn't find anything unusual. He should have noticed something, but why hadn't he realized anything?
He felt as if his thinking was trapped in a narrow space, without even the extra room to stretch his arms and legs!
After mulling it over for a long time, Tang Ye still had no clue. He simply lifted his foot and stepped forward, turned around, and looked toward the corner of the hallway. There, on his right, he saw a door. However, it was at this moment that a question arose in his heart.
"Why do I want to go to the right?"
He glanced at the paintings on the wall. It seemed that the reason he was walking to the right was to look at these paintings?
