ot of information from Ye Fan's calm expression, so he didn't dare to offend him too much, and his words were also more peaceful. 。But Luo Xueyan was all too familiar with their tactics. As long as Ye...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... had to report everything that happened here to President Sato, so they could be prepared in advance. 。The information is wrong, that young Chinese person is really not to be messed with. 。At the sam...