In the arms of this cold and thin middle-aged man, a half-naked enchanting woman nestled docilely beside him. Her sexy figure was exposed, but she didn't fear strangers' gazes. Instead, she moaned softly along with Elder Ghost's teasing hands.
The two men in black didn't dare to look up nor even take a glimpse. It was as if they were afraid that they would get into some kind of trouble.
Whereas, the wan-faced Feng Jiu watched in a daze with just sufficient fear. At first glance, she's just a scared young man who didn't know how to react.
When she saw Ghost Elder's bloodthirsty eyes took her measure, she didn't even flinch and only gulped her saliva. "Where is this? I, I want to go home."
"Go home? Hahaha…" Ghost Elder seemed to hear something funny and let out a laugh. "Once into the King of Hell's Palace, you are all little imps under my control. Go home? Hehe, that's wishful thinking."
