is grandfather was the abandoned son of the Ye family. 。However, no one knows the true inside story. 。 “Dad, I understand what you mean.” 。Luoxueyan digested this information in her mind. 。After all,...Ye Wudao shook his head helplessly. This child, though fourteen years old, had the intelligence of a four or five-year-old. Yet, she possessed an extraordinary talent for martial arts. Ye Wudao knew that if he hadn't brought her with him this time, who knows what trouble she would have caused in Lishan Mountain. Thinking about the girl's background, Ye Wudao couldn't help but sigh.

"Silly girl, let's go. Grandpa doesn't have much time left."

"Oh." The silly girl listened to grandpa's words, happily giggling and holding onto Ye Fan's hand.

The fat man and Ye Fan saw this little sister, but they both felt a pang of sadness. She was born with an intellectual disability, her intelligence only at that of a four-and-a-half-year-old child for her whole life...

Ye Wudao suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, and turned his head. He saw several flickering figures and said faintly, "Let's go." Then he continued on his way.

Ye Fan, the chubby one, understood immediately. After getting into his Buick, he stepped on the gas and sped off without a trace.

As they drove out, several Mercedes-Benz cars followed them. However, when the Mercedes-Benz cars drove out of the airport gate, there was no sign of the Chevrolet car anywhere.

Ye Shoucheng in the Mercedes-Benz looked at the empty street ahead and said doubtfully, "They just came out from here, how come they disappeared in the blink of an eye"

Yang Li next to her also said curiously, "That's right, there are so many people here, it's impossible for them to open a flying car. I think we must have been mistaken."

"Could it be I was seeing things" Ye Shouyi immediately said, "Turn around quickly, keep a close watch on the airport, and don't let any suspicious people slip through!"

Several underlings immediately replied, "Yes! And they set people to work."

With Ye Fan's driving skills, it wasn't a difficult task to shake off these tailgaters. He drove slowly on the highway, while the silly girl who had been sticking to him seemed quite tired and leaned against Ye Fan, falling asleep. Ye Fan gently shifted his body to make it more comfortable for her to sleep, while he casually held the steering wheel.

The fat man in the backseat was munching on chicken legs one after another, seemingly oblivious to what was happening around him.

And Ye Wudao gazed out the window at the scenery with a look of eagerness, his mind constantly recalling scenes from the past. Twenty years had passed, Beijing had indeed changed a lot...

No one in the car spoke. Ye Fan knew this was a time when the old man's emotions were most intense; he must have been reminiscing about his glorious past, a period that was undoubtedly the most unforgettable of his life. Ye Fan didn't want to, nor did he have the right, to disturb an old man's contemplation of the past.

After about half an hour of driving, Ye Wudao suddenly said in a soft tone, "The carved railings and jade-colored windows should still be there, but the vermilion face has changed. There's nothing interesting about looking at the scenery of this Beijing anymore. I'm tired, please take me to rest."

"Grandpa, come to my place" The fat man hesitated for a moment and asked. From a young age, he had been guided by Ye Wudao, so his skills were so good. He could be said to have already regarded Ye Wudao as his own grandpa.

Ye Wudao shook his head and said, "I want to go see the Yuxin Lake."

Lake Yaxin carries many memories of Ye Wudao. Whenever he was unsuccessful in Beijing, he would spend some time at Lake Yaxin, usually accompanied by his beloved women. Over time, Lake Yaxin became a peaceful haven in his heart.

Ye Fan didn't speak. He knew a little about the old man's romantic past. In this regard, he inherited fully from his grandfather's genes. However, compared to his grandfather's feats that once captivated the hearts of beautiful women from all prominent families in Beijing, Ye Fan was far behind.

Yaxing Lake is located in a quiet place on the west outskirts of Yanjing City. The lake water is clear and pleasant, and you can see fish swimming here and there from time to time. It is indeed a good place to calm your mind and cultivate your energy.

A two-story detached house stood quietly by the lake. Its windows and doors were bolted shut, and the lock on the front door was already rusty with age, clearly indicating that no one had been there for a long time.

Ye Wudao retrieved a rusty key chain from his sleeve, trembling hands fumbling with it nervously.

Ye Fan and the Fatty watched quietly, neither of them speaking. Silly Girl looked at her grandfather strangely, she didn't understand what he was doing.

Finally, it clicked open with a snap!

A lock from twenty years ago, with a key from twenty years ago, actually opened!

The door creaked open, and a heavy scent of earth hit me. The inside was thick with dust.

Ye Wudao trembled, as if he himself hadn't expected that the moment the lock opened, he would already be covered in blood.

"Grandpa, what's wrong Are you feeling unwell" Silly Girl asked her grandpa curiously. Why was grandpa crying

"Grandpa's gone blind from the sand," Fatty said to Silly Girl.

“Take the silly girl out, I want to be alone for a while. If my old friend comes, bring him to me.” After Ye Wudao said this, his whole body seemed to shrink slightly, then he slowly walked into the house.

Ye Fan's heart trembled slightly. He seemed to see the old man's back was hunched...

The fat man and Ye Fan were smoking, exchanging some half-hearted words. In their impression, the old man had always been carefree and seemed indifferent to everything. In fact, he was a very emotional person. His current state of distress clearly showed that there were many past events hidden here.

Silly girl was fishing alone in the lake, making ripples every now and then. Every time she caught a fish, she would burst into giggles.

She was completely lost in her own joy!

"What do you think she's thinking about" The fat man looked at Silly Girl, who was as happy as a lark, and said to Ye Fan.

"Perhaps she simply doesn't know what worry is. Her world has always been filled with joy; in that sense, we are not as open-minded as her." Ye Fan seemed to have gained some insight.

“Yeah, because she thinks less, so she's happy.” The Fatty also sighed with emotion. Their generation, Ye Fan and the Dragon Girl, were all subjected to rigorous training since childhood, enduring torment that ordinary people couldn't bear every day. Since they were young, they lost this carefree innocence. Now, Fatty was even a little envious of Silly Girl.

Yet Ye Fan calmly said, "Everyone has their own set of rules. Her world is full of joy, innocence, sunshine, and hope, because she has no desires. And we, are destined to never have that kind of naive and free spirit. Our families, our countries, burden us with too many missions..."

These two men, who had never known what sadness was, at this moment, were both unconsciously a little dazed. All they could do was try their best to protect this innocent feeling that was just out of reach, to let the naive girl live happily in her own world. They had the responsibility and obligation to do so, because she was their sister.e things, he couldn't tell Yanran. He had to protect the people around him with his own abilities, especially the woman he loved.Si Kong Yanran's brow seemed to furrow inadvertently, without immediate...