After listening to his words, Guihai Chengcheng looked up and down at the old man. He was a vigorous old woman in her seventies, with a kind look. Although she couldn't see him, her eyes were not as empty and spiritless as others. Her eyes were so sharp that it seemed that they could see through people's hearts. He was dressed as an old Taoist priest, and a somewhat worn wine pot fell from his waist. Although his clothes were worn out, it was clean and clean. No one would believe that this was a blind old man. Therefore, Guihai Jitian couldn't help but reach out his hand and shake it in front of his eyes, although he knew it was rude to do so.
"Young man, you can't be like this. Even though I can't see it, I'm afraid your actions will be despised by everyone." The old woman looked in fron
