The Immortal Path

And where his fingers gripped, there were even faint indentations; the scroll's edges were cracked and dusty ash puffed down.,Finally, after a tense standoff, the precious painting was reduced to dust scattered on the floor.,Lin Shan, in a desperate situation, racked his brains but couldn't come up with any useful solutions. He could only clean up the traces at the scene and quietly slipped out of the study.。