The Immortal Path

In the evening, the dim, mellow sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the boy's handsome and resolute face.,"This afternoon I went to the study to add paper and grind it...",Whispers filled the crowd, with most people agreeing that it was highly probable. After all, the Spring River Flows into Pictorial Scrolls was a masterpiece passed down for five hundred years. If a buyer who matched perfectly came along, they might be willing to pay thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins.。