Flanders did not expect someone to remind him. He turned around.
He saw a kind-looking old man looking at him with a smile.
Flanders was quite speechless. A kind-looking old man had appeared in such a creepy place.
The lice on the bald man's head were obvious. There was something wrong with the old man!
With his strength, he naturally would not be afraid of anything. Moreover, Flanders himself was a big weirdo.
Flanders thought that it was quite fun for little strange creature to deceive big strange creature. He did not mind playing with this little strange creautre at all.
"Hello, old sir. May I ask why you want me to leave this place?"
"Young man, the ghost here will devour your soul. You will become a walking corpse."
The old strange creature looked at Flanders's soft and tender appearance and could not help but drool.
