The sack suddenly stopped moving.
Nangong Li gently stroked the sack, like touching a piece of jewelry he loved. "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle." With that, he untied the sack, revealing a white-haired old man. "Ah!" The impact was too great, and Nangong Li fell to the ground in fear!
The old man looked calm on the surface, but he glanced at him excitedly in his heart. "You're so young, yet you don't learn well. You don't even let an old man off."
I'm indeed as elegant as before! The number one priest of the Ghost Clan was also the number one beautiful (ugly) man of the Ghost Clan!
Nangong Li held his rolling chest. At this moment, he felt as disgusted as if he had swallowed a hundred flies. What happened to the eldest young madam? Why did she become such an old man?
Thinking about how he had said such mushy words to an old man just now and even touched him with his hand, Nangong Li felt terrible!
