In the evening, the dim, mellow sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the boy's handsome and resolute face.,It should have been a peaceful scene, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the young man's temples were covered in sweat and he held a delicately aged scroll tightly in his hand, not daring to move.,Lin Shan was even more drenched in cold sweat, a chill running down his spine. He hadn't expected the clan's reaction to be so swift!。