C935 The Head of the Ghost Market Lord

"Come in!"

The gloomy voice pulled Xu Feng back from his thoughts. After tidying his clothes, he took a deep breath and strode inside.

Clang! As soon as he stepped into the dilapidated courtyard, the door behind him was tightly shut, scaring Xu Feng.

Stopping, Xu Feng looked around and found nothing unusual, so he walked into the hall step by step.

When he stepped on the hall