Chapter 3605: Possession

hen Ping, a middle-aged man of about fifty years old, stood before him. A flicker of melancholy crossed his face."Uncle, who is that young man"Chen Ping curiously asked the middle-aged man in front of...ut just as I dashed to the door, a iron gate appeared, instantly sealing off the entrance.Then a faint white light emanated from all around, like a shimmering curtain, trapping Chen Ping inside the ro...