shu's heart ached with bitterness and resentment. She had been chattering endlessly, her words empty and meaningless, but now she suddenly fell silent.He turned his head and looked at Jiang Wang piti... traces cannot be washed away by the rain.For example, broken tiles, traces left by various magical arts...Lin Zhengren bent down and picked up a lump of dull-colored object at his feet. He rubbed it...