C1099 The Old Ancestor Is Dead

When White-robed Old Man regained his senses, he realized that there was someone squatting in front of him with a dagger in his hand. It was his dagger, and the dagger was stained with blood.

Another pain came from his right arm. White-robed Old Man was already in despair. He tilted his eyes slightly and saw that his right arm had already turned into a pile of bones