gh the halls. 。The man was Zhang Zian's confidant, but his voice still didn't dare to be presumptuous, after all, Lang Si's reputation was well-known. 。“Open the door, I have something to tell you.”...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..., "Well, I still knocked him out. Fatty last night was quite talkative. However, he did tell me some good news."Last night, the Fatty told Ye Fan that the silly girl would be coming to the seaside soo...