The Immortal Path

Finally, after a tense standoff, the precious painting was reduced to dust scattered on the floor.,On his way back home, Lin Shan was troubled and kept thinking about where the golden finger had gone. What could "Gu Yun" possibly do,Lin Shan gritted his teeth and stepped forward, his heart pounding like a drum. After all, the task at hand was arranged by the supervisor last night, and he couldn't shirk responsibility even if he tried.。