C1823 Light of the Outlander Angel

In a dark room, Ling knelt on one knee. She heard the man in front of her trying to suppress his cough but did not dare to raise his head.

"Good, very good. Ling, you did not disappoint me." The man smiled. Because of his short breathing, his face turned abnormally red.

He was clearly only in his fifties. He was as old as an old man in his eighties.

"Sir, please take care of yourself