Eighty-eight million" The fat man frowned and muttered. 。Then he picked up the drumstick and took a bite, chewing slowly while mumbling, “The jade pendant that Fat Master saw in the Middle East last 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...in Bingyue, however, looked at Ye Fan with a strange expression. Her eyes held a hint of ill will.Ye Fan was made uneasy by her gaze, "What do you want to do"Lin Bingyue, however, suddenly asked out o...