As the voice faded, an old man with a staggering gait suddenly appeared before Lin Xiao.
He looked to be in his fifties. Not only was he incredibly ugly, but he also emanated a nauseating, ghastly aura. Upon appearing, his gaze locked onto Lin Xiao like a hunter eyeing its prey, filling the air with a heart-pounding sense of danger.
Lin Xiao watched him approach. "Who are you?"
"Gao Yi," the man said coldly. "A member of the Ghost Medicine Sect's Death Squad, Ninth Hall of Yama!"
So, he's from the Ghost Medicine Sect. Lin Xiao thought with a disdainful chuckle.
"Here to die, then?" he asked.
As if hearing the world's greatest joke, Gao Yi broke into a sinister laugh. "Kid, you sure like to tell jokes."
"You'll find out soon enough if it's a joke."
Just as Gao Yi was about to speak, his gaze landed on Su Qingning, who was standing a short distance away. His eyes instantly widened.
