C292 I Don't Have a Son like You

The evil ghost lowered its head as blood dripped from the corner of its eyes.

Yin Qijin had long since forgotten about that evil ghost wanting to skin her. Seeing a grown man crying, she felt quite pitiful.

Actually, the Ghost Catcher that came to participate in the competition are not ordinary people. Listening to you, this pretty boy should have passed the preliminaries