Matriarch Wei's back was facing the door as she lit incense and did not show her face.
When Ghostfear saw the little old lady, he did not immediately react.
On the other hand, Matriarch Wei heard the commotion and turned around.
She looked at Ghostfear, and Ghostfear looked at her.
The two of them stared at each other.
Ghostfear was wearing a mask and a cloak. He was covered tightly on a hot day. Ever since he became a sacrificial soldier, his martial arts had completely changed, and his aura had naturally changed.
However, some postures and habitual actions that had been formed since they were young could not be completely changed.
Moreover, blood was thicker than water.
Matriarch Wei looked at the cloaked man who had suddenly appeared in a daze, and a familiar feeling rose in her heart.
Seeing him covered in black from head to toe, it was very in line with the temperament of a ghost.
