The old ghoul's face was full of embarrassment, making his expression a little scary. His old skin was drooping, making people not dare to look at it.
Fortunately, Baili Ji should have died of old age, so even if he had become a ghoul, he did not lose an arm or a leg. His complexion was good, and there was no blood dripping from his body. Xie Qiao could still accept that.
"Old Sir, please tell me the whereabouts of this skeleton. I will try my best to find it," Xie Qiao said.
