C915 Zhang Baike, the Emperor Is Ready.!
Chen Ming naturally knew who the white-haired ghost was referring to. He was the master of the white-haired ghost.
The white-haired ghost smiled and looked at Chen Ming, asking, “Why? Do you need my help?”
Chen Ming gave the white-haired ghost a meaningful look and said, “No, I want to kill him myself. He is mine!”
The white-haired ghost nodded slightly and teleported away
