ely, Ye Fan was forced to leave Longya and lost the opportunity to enter the Ye family. 。But he didn't care about those things. Since his grandfather could live so leisurely in Lishan, why couldn't he...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...the strong, compelling aura was killing intent, and being able to achieve such a strong concentration of killing intent meant this person had killed countless people. At the very least, he could never...