C51 Ghostskin!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The old man let out a few heavy coughs, as if he had noticed Jia Zheng's frightened eyes. He rubbed the greenish skin on his face and said faintly, "Ai, this layer of skin hasn't been changed for a long time. It has already expired, so I'll go change it now. Wait for me for a while."

As the old man spoke, he walked into the room without even looking at Jia Zheng Jing