C2311 Tu Mo!

Feng Zhentian caught sight of an elderly man inside the sedan chair, his body shrouded in a dark aura. His complexion was ashen, his face etched with deep wrinkles, and he would break into a cough without uttering a single word.

This elder seemed to be teetering on the brink of death. The black aura enveloping him made Feng Zhentian furrow his brow the instant he saw it, and he silently mused