onger hold back would he sneak out and get it over with, feeling utterly dissatisfied.Now that the old man is gone, no one in the Ye family dares to discipline him anymore. So he has become even more...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...ow could this voice be so familiarHe took half a step back and looked up.He didn't care until he saw it, then he was terrified out of his wits. His body trembled involuntarily, the steel pipe slipped...