People at the entrance suddenly shook, but before they could see it, they had already smelled a pungent stench. Many people couldn't help but cover their noses and desperately fanning the smell with their hands.
Then, in the eyes of everyone, they saw a thin old man come in with a wheelchair accompanied by the staff.
The old man was dressed in shabby clothes and his hair was in a mess. The wrinkles on his face were like knives. He held the wheelchair in front of him tightly with his rough hands and pushed it hard.
In the wheelchair, there was a man who seemed to be in his thirties. Although he was sitting, it could be seen that he was very tall, but his figure was thin, like a skinny skeleton.
The man was wearing a gray robe. Although it was better than the old man'
