C185 Human Skin

"Who?" Su Ziqing gently picked up the wooden stick that he had prepared earlier and placed on the table. He already aimed at the door and planned to smack it down. Gu Mo, on the other hand, was already prepared to open the door.

"That …" Is it Master Su? May I come in? " The voice outside the door was very cautious, as well as afraid and anxious.

Su Ziqing recognized the voice