Kapitel 574: Memory Loss

"Says the guy who was dead…" I replied being awfully cautious.

"Dead? Don't go on cursing people like that, who are you?" asked the old man.

"I'm… Shen Mo," I replied.

"LIAR!" the old man, shouted his voice was loud enough that I was physically pushed to my knees, bleeding from my nose and mouth.

"Bloody hell!" I cursed back.

"Don't lie to me! You must be a spy! Yes! That damn bastard sent you! He must have. Of course, you're not going to get anything from me!" the old man said, his anger boiling up.

'Shit, he's strong, absurdly so.'

"No one sent me old man!" I replied as I stood back up.

"Old? I'm not old, why do you keep speaking nonsense, I'm barely a hundred years old!" he snorted.

'Huh? Did you take a look at yourself in the mirror? Even your clothes are rotting.'

"What is this?" the old man mumbled as he noticed the wrinkles on his hand, "Why do I look like this?" he said.