After waiting for half a day, Lin Shan couldn't figure out what was going on. But when he came to his senses, he suddenly found that the Spring River Pictorial in his hand seemed to have become light and airy, as if something important had been taken away from it.,After dinner, in the courtyard of the family's outer mansion, hundreds of family members huddled around a large pile. They all held their breath and an oppressive atmosphere hung in the air.,Master Lin's face, already a grim one, darkened further. Yet, his voice remained soft and persuasive.。