C366 The poison that killed me

Looking at the old man with half of his face ruined, my nose soured as I said, "Martial Uncle, Old Man, Old Man, they …."

At this point, I could no longer continue on and burst into tears. The Phantom Master gently caressed my head and comforted me, "Uncle knows, that dead old ghost and your father are doing well. They did well."

Hearing this