dful of people, no one in Linhai dared to touch Tang Yiming. 。Could it be that someone is going to do something to him Just then, Yuwen Wujue's bodyguard rushed in from outside and quickly walked towa...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...ace." 。Dozens of ways to kill the fat man had already popped into his head. 。Understood what to do. 。Zhang Zian respectfully replied with a sentence, then hurried out. 。While Sun Shaohui acted as if...