Shen Zhen's hair that should have been white was slightly messy.
His facial features were deep and well-defined, and the skin on his face was firm and shiny, without any signs of loosening.
If ruan Mengmeng was awake, she would have been shocked by the legendary master of the Shen family.
A sixty-year-old gentleman could actually maintain such a young state. It was truly an amazing thing.
And now, the head of the Shen family, who always gave people a shock during their first meeting, was walking down the stairs with a face full of shock.
"Who made this Kasaya? My antiques, my treasures, the treasures that I bought with great difficulty! Who is it? who did it?"
Shen Zhen was already mad with anger. It was rare for someone as scheming as him to reveal such a pained expression.
He looked at the broken antiques on the ground with pity and sorrow. His dark eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
If he found out who did it, he would definitely punish that person.
