At this point, he looked around, suddenly turning his head fiercely, his face went pale, as behind him, Wang Lin’s body in a ghost like manner was floating mid-air staring at him with cold blue eyes.
Zhang Kuang hastily retreated a bit, then laughing strongly said: “Senior, you………you……..”
Wang Lin didn’t say anything, his mouth was turned into a sneer.
“Senior, I……..” Zhang Kuang seeing Wang Lin’s face, felt his heart thump, as he stepped back holding onto his storage bag tightly.
“Zhang Kuang, aren’t you looking for my family home? There it is!” Wang Lin pointed to his big house, as he said in a flat tone.