Ignoring Liang Yu's questioning, Chu Ge kept a composed face, eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze firmly fixed on Old Li, who was staring at him dumbfounded, as if there was no one else in the room.
He really wanted to see what kind of face this person had.
The man in front of him was very thin, genuinely just skin and bones, looking like a skeleton wrapped in human skin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
His somewhat yellowish hair was sparse, limply sticking to his scalp, his complexion was sickly pale, eye sockets deep, cheekbones protruding, and his subconsciously opened mouth revealed irregular yellow-black stained teeth.
As Chu Ge scrutinized Old Li, Old Li looked back in terror at this man who broke in through the window, exuding an aura of danger and menace.
He couldn't understand why, even though he had never met this man, the moment he came in he was staring at him as if he wanted to kill him.
