As Zhao Houcai was taking a step forward, his body suddenly trembled, and his hair stood on end as he hurriedly stopped and looked back.
What the hell··· Could it be?
Was he hallucinating?
The disciple beside him, Shangguan Yun, also suddenly turned his head to look towards Jiang Shi, appearing deeply shocked.
Why did this voice sound so familiar?
But soon, their eyes widened, revealing doubt.
Not Jiang Shi?
This is··· a stranger's face.
"No, a human skin mask, this is a human skin mask, it's that guy···"
Zhao Houcai's heart tightened as he met Jiang Shi's eyes, causing his hair to stand on end. Without thinking, he turned and ran with his disciple and daughter.
Those eyes, he would never forget them.
Moreover, the person was smiling broadly, walking directly towards him···
This was definitely not the behavior of a stranger.
"Elder Zhao, don't run."
Jiang Shi shouted, quickly chasing after them.
Zhao Houcai groaned inwardly.
Now he was completely sure.
