The Immortal Path

In the evening, the dim, mellow sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the boy's handsome and resolute face.,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,After dinner, in the courtyard of the family's outer mansion, hundreds of family members huddled around a large pile. They all held their breath and an oppressive atmosphere hung in the air.。