Urban Immortal Lord

A young man sat in the car, his expression lost in thought. His cheekbones were sharp as a blade and looked rather pale, but they couldn't hide the determined glint in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,Until that snowy night, when someone brought back his father's frozen body, he wept uncontrollably.,And looking at the painting before him, Luo Chen knew with just one glance that it was a fake. The old man was actually treating it with such care and affection, as if he had gotten hold of an authentic masterpiece.。