C70 Lord Ghost Please Have Mercy(8)

Chi Ze felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. His expression was calm and indifferent.

It was just a kid who was angry. He was a hundred-year-old ghost, and he was arguing with a twenty-year-old man. Wasn't that going too far?

The man slowly squatted down and put Shen Xisheng on the ground.

He might not be able to escape.

Chi Ze turned around and smiled