The Immortal Path

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,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,Lin Shan gritted his teeth and stepped forward, his heart pounding like a drum. After all, the task at hand was arranged by the supervisor last night, and he couldn't shirk responsibility even if he tried.。