C507 He Slashed His Blade at the Ghost's Head

Lan Tian heard Old White Dragon's strange cry and immediately ran over. He saw the old man hugging a man whose face had been chopped off by a machete. He was crying non-stop.

"Son of a b * tch, why did you die just like that? It was fine if you died, but why was half of your face cut off by someone? How could this not make my father sad? How could he not be sad!?"

" Awoo, my Dragon Mother