Outside Beijing's southern suburbs, at an unnamed cemetery, Lin knelt before a nameless tombstone. With an emotionless expression, he set the yellow paper in his hand alight and placed it in the brazier.,"Could this be the Silver Needle Seal" The old man was shocked. "I've heard your grandfather mention it, but I've never seen it...",Unable to miss the pain etched across his face, he stared intently at Lin for a moment before taking a step forward.。