Lin Yin, who was slowly recovering consciousness, opened his bright and clear eyes.,Looking around, one sees some rather old windows reflecting on a weathered wooden desk adorned with the four treasures of the study. One leg of that desk, seemingly unbalanced, has even been propped up with a stone.,And at this very moment, Lin Yin just happened to walk out of the room and saw it all clearly. His eyes instantly turned red, filled with anger.。