C67 Madame Laure's Portrait(3)

The upper half of his face was full of wrinkles, and the word 'ugly' was very close to it. It worked seamlessly, and the hooks on the long whip glowed even during the day. Some of them were still sharp even when they were covered by the solidified reddish-brown color.

Wai Heng's toes were only a few millimeters away from the crack. If he took another step forward