Urban Immortal Lord

"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang, Luo Chen took it out and looked at the caller ID. His brows furrowed involuntarily. Looking at the person who called, even his detached state of mind couldn't help but ignite a spark of hatred.,He became a cripple who couldn't even live independently. His father spent all their savings trying to cure him, selling their car and house until they were reduced to scavenging for scraps to survive.,At this moment, the old man opened an ancient box with eager anticipation. He took out a painting scroll from inside and unfurled it, admiring it.。