"This guy's physical combat strength is pitifully weak, but he isn't afraid of our intimidation at all. His soul is guarded by an incredibly powerful force, and mental assaults are ineffective against him. He is the bane of us ghosts," another ghost said coldly.
"It doesn't matter, we're all working under the leadership of our captain anyway." Kaidi had you sit on a cowhide chair that was set up, he turned his head to the middle-aged man and asked, "Dak, do you have any food that humans can eat?"
"Yes." Dak didn't beat around the bush. He picked up a backpack next to you, and took out a slightly discolored cheese, "I haven't eaten anything in half a month, I don't know if this block of cheese is still edible."
Although Dak's facial expression was cold and relentless, you could read a rare kindness in his eyes.
