"Master Zhang, the rest is up to you." Nixon glanced at the shady old man and said with a smile, "You saw him being so arrogant just now."
"I saw it." Master Zhang smirked, showing his white teeth. He stared at Jacob and said in an extremely uncomfortable and shrill voice, "This guy is very good. It's also good for him to be a puppet ghost after he has restrained his soul."
"Refining a ghost?" Jacob looked at the so-called Master Zhang in surprise and said, "You're probably from the Northern Yin Sect. I remember that there is such a thing in the Sphinxmen Legend."
"Well, you're quite knowledgeable. Yes, I'm from the Northern Yin Sect." Master Zhang looked at Jacob in surprise, and then he smiled and said, "Okay, for the sake of you being able to accurately identify where I'm from, I'll let you choose a way to die."