ouldn't see what happened. 。But no one would care about such things, especially a gang like the Nánlóng, who could only rank third in Línhǎi City. 。Li Bing just smiled faintly and said to Wang Mingmin...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...Especially, at this time, there are a particularly large number of people online. 。For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit: