"Whoa, Old Xiao, are you playing this big now?"
Zhao Guo'an, who had just come downstairs, immediately seized the opportunity to mock upon seeing the scene in the living room.
Sun Shijie turned his head to look at him and called out, "Come over here and take a look."
"What's there to see," Zhao Guo'an replied in a disinterested tone, but his body honestly walked over.
Then, Xiao Feng heard Zhao Guo'an hiss behind him, "Hiss..."
This made him furrow his brows, dissatisfied, "What's wrong with you two, jumping at shadows?"
Zhao Guo'an didn't bother to explain and silently took out his phone, snapped a picture of Xiao Feng's back, and handed the phone over: "See for yourself."
Xiao Feng took it and glanced, his pupils suddenly contracted.
On his back, there were numerous handprints, pitch black in color, looking utterly shocking!
"Do you see anything unusual?" Sun Shijie asked Zhao Guo'an.
