till ashen, seemingly he didn't get the answer he wanted. 。The third call, seeing Ouyang Wudi's increasingly gloomy face, he seemed to have little hope left. 。The fourth call, and Ouyang Wudi's face...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...as used to divide the hall, giving people a more mysterious feeling behind the screen.The hall was now thronged with people, standing in small groups. Most of them wore spectacles and had an air of le...