Chapter 910 You’re Old
- The moment Yulian instinctively held his breath and focused hard, that gaunt old man slowly turned around.
- The elder looked dried-out, skin clinging to bone as if a breeze could knock him flat. When he spoke, the air carried the chill of death, like he could keel over any second.
- “You’re Yulian, the young man Ms. Coldwell asked me to deal with?”