Old Master Jones's legs were entirely covered in rotting flesh.
In some places, white bone was starkly visible.
There were also unspeakably grotesque small insects crawling all over.
"Urgh——"
The women in the room retched on the spot.
Karen Jones yelled in despair, "Grandfather, what happened to your legs?"
Eason Stone jumped in fright, staring unbelievably at Old Master Jones's legs.
Sawyer Jones felt a chill in his heart, goosebumps dotting his scalp, "Father, your legs…"
Scott Hull appeared unperturbed, pointing at Old Master Jones's legs, "The old master has been poisoned. The venom started from the soles of his feet, creeping up the legs."
"Old Master Jones, your legs started exhibiting symptoms three days ago, right?"
"Initially, it was just an unbearable itch at the soles of your feet, causing you to scratch incessantly."
"Once the skin broke, a thick fluid began to ooze out."