didn't take a closer look and put it in his arms. This antidote shouldn't be a problem. Yan Wuque had no need to tamper with it. Seeing him so confident, he was determined to win today. If he couldn't...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...e returned to Ye Fan's side, snuggling up beside him obediently, and coldly stared at Yan Wuque and the others, not uttering a single word.Yan Wuque's expression was constantly changing, like the weat...