Free Read The Urban

A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His face, sharp like a knife's edge, looked pale, but it couldn't hide the gleam of determination in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,The phone connected, and a voice laced with impatience and coldness rang through the receiver.,At this moment, the elder is excitedly opening an ancient box. He takes out a painting scroll from inside and unfolds it, admiring it.。