C28 Young Master Jinro

Lin Xiu touched the mask and felt the curves on it.

"Brother Xiu, don't tell me that this mask suits you. It's a pity that it's just an ordinary mask."

Only then did Chu Faangtong take a serious look at the mask on Lin Xiu's hand. The ferocious ghost head looked quite scary.

"Master, this is no ordinary thing. This mask is a good treasure left behind by the ancient Buddha Sect