The Immortal Path

Master Lin swept his gaze across everyone, his eyes cold and sharp as if he could see through their very souls. The aura of dominance cultivated over years of wielding power within the clan was fully on display at this moment.,"When you went in, did you see if the painting was still there",Behind Liu the steward, another manager was the first to speculate: "Could these coins found in his house be from selling the Spring River Picture of Tuin to the black market or pawnshop"。