raised his eyebrows."Since they want to play for real, let's play a ruthless game. If Yan wants to have a pre-emptive battle, I'll send him straight to hell here." Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a fierce...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...n brought that black man surrounded by them closer, Ye Fan's face instantly darkened. His eyes fixed on Tu Tu, practically spitting fire.Tu Tu's head hung low, his eyes half-closed, and a look of pain...