C396 Dugu Sheng Was Filled with Regret(2)

"Who's there?"

With sharp awareness, Zhang Qiubai turned to see a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, dressed in black and holding a bouquet of carnations, slowly approaching. Behind him followed an elderly man leaning on a cane.

Xiao Tian turned his head, and the moment he saw the newcomer, his eyes turned bloodshot. A wave of hostility emanated from him