rs, probably retired soldiers. They immediately took the most advantageous positions as soon as they entered the courtyard, blocking all exits. Their menacing guns locked onto every corner of the cour...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... their hobbies were, and leaders with an inflated sense of self-importance were everywhere. Especially someone like Xie Zhaojian, a department head from Beijing, showing off his authority in front of...