Chapter 357 Bad Idea

He Linze stared steadily at He Zhiyao.

Apparently, he hadn't expected him to remember.

Everything.

After a while, He Linze merely scoffed lightly.

He said, "Fine, it's about time to see her."

But no sooner had he finished speaking than two policemen brought in a madwoman from outside.

The woman was very old, so old that her age was indiscernible.

Yet her skin was very white, as if she had never seen sunlight for years on end.

Her hair was all white and long, tangled together in a mess, almost covering her entire body.

Her figure seemed petite, but mostly because she was thin.

Too thin.

So emaciated it seemed as if there was no flesh on her, just dry skin wrapped around bones. She looked less like a person and more like a skeleton.

And she obviously wasn't normal.

Insane, with lifeless eyes.