Luochen

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His face, sharp as a blade, looked pale, but there was an unconquerable spirit shining through his eyes, hinting at extraordinary fortitude.,Luo Chen was a celestial immortal in his past life. With his experience, how could he possibly not understand,And just by looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew it was a fake. This old man was being incredibly careful and affectionate towards it, as if he had received an authentic masterpiece.。