ed, and his eyes looked at Ye Fan with a complex gaze. 。"Hmph." Huang Wei closed his eyes slightly, took two deep breaths of the night air, and said in a low voice, "Retreat!"As soon as Huang Wei spok...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...al exquisite chairs.The tea table was now filled with all sorts of wine. In the very center, sat a man of elegant bearing, none other than Yan Wuxue. He held a high-footed glass in his hand, bringing...