C120 Yun bo tian

Yun Family mansion, back garden.

A white-haired old man in his seventies was sitting there. His face was pale, his skin wrinkled, and his eyes were cloudy and lifeless, giving off a feeling that he was beyond cure. The most eye-catching thing was his lips, which were not only pale and cracked, but also filled with a dark color.

It was originally like this