C251 Small Soldier

The black mist started to disperse and an old man who was as thin as a piece of bone, with a hooked nose, eyes deep in their sockets, appeared in front of Cai Jia.

A wave of ferocious and oppressive aura assaulted his face, making him look like a demon that had crawled out of its grave.

A gust of cold wind blew, making the old man appear even more imposing than before