r Brother,” He Er intended to turn and run, but he discovered that his feet had somehow become unresponsive. He wanted to run, but he couldn't move at all."Damn it, He Er, shut your mouth! Is death ju...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... his heart. If these people were really from the Sports Bureau, he believed that with their status, they shouldn't do such things. Could it be true as he had thought, that they were being used by some...