aring for his speech. 。He also knew that the four candidates behind him were looking at him with a look of disdain. 。Dear ones, I love you. 。Ye Fan raised his hands high, like a divine stick, but his...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...way at a thousand miles. 。Long Nu raised her head and glanced at Ye Fan, then immediately turned her head away. 。After a moment's hesitation, she still nodded her head, saying in a cold tone: “I’m fi...