The Rusty Color of Tian Ge: the Cultural Relics Battlefield of the Son-In-Law

The raindrops beat a fine drumbeat on the museum's dome, and Ye Han's fingertips hovered three inches above the glass display case. The Warring States Bronze Ge in the display cabinet was making a buzzing sound that only he could hear. Dark red lines floated on the rusty Ge, like solidified blood suddenly starting to flow.