d to utterly humiliate the people who had disrespected him in the past, those who had even publicly insulted him. He desired to stomp on them mercilessly, forcing them to kneel and lick his shoes, beg...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... at Ye Fan.While the members of the Ninth Legion were eager, just waiting for Yan Wuque's command.Yan Wuque, however, simply waved his hand, signaling Qing She and the others to temporarily withdraw....