Lin Shan instantly broke out in a cold sweat. The head of the family was an ardent collector of antique calligraphy and paintings, particularly fond of the work "Spring River Flows with Ducks." The entire Lin family knew this well. It was rumored that he had to play with it every evening before going to sleep.,The speaker was an elderly man, Lin, the steward who managed the outer courtyard of the family. He had originally finished work for the night and planned to go to the pleasure quarter to listen to some music and watch a play, but he ended up being pulled away to find someone.,The atmosphere became awkward for a moment, and countless eyes from behind gathered like daggers to my back.。