On the peak of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning ripped through the void, shattering the altar used for sacrificial offerings. A white day thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, sparked heated debate among the people.,"Hey, Luochin, when you arrive, give me a call beforehand, and my mom and I will pick you up at the station.",At this moment, the old man opened an antique box with eager anticipation. He took out a painting scroll from inside and unfurled it, admiring it.。