chapter 851 A plate of braised pork attracts masters

Chuck Hao stared blankly at the person in front of him.

This was an old man, who looked to be in his eighties or nineties, with a head full of white hair. However, his white hair looked quite eerie, as it was matted together in strands.

It wasn't dirty dreadlocks, but rather hair that seemed as if it hadn't been washed for many years, causing it to stick together.

His clothes were tattered and torn, with much of his skin exposed, all of it pitch black. This fellow, it's unknown...