C279 Shit-eating life

A sickle that seemed to pass through time and space. It rested on Ma Juncai's neck.

Ma Juncai stopped his kowtowing and did not move. There was a bitter smile on his face. He said, "Old man, have I made a mistake?"

"You're lying!" The Grey-clothed Old Man with a sickle said.

"I'm not lying!" Ma Juncai said.

"You mean Cuilan lied?" The Grey-clothed Old Man with a sickle said