"Ye Chen, up so early, where are you heading?"
Old Huang's voice echoed, speak of the devil.
Ye Chen turned back to see Old Huang carrying a sword, walking in from outside the main door, looking like he'd just practiced swordplay in the park.
"Old Huang, you're just in time. I feel like I'm losing control of my body again. What should I do now?"
Ye Chen looked at Old Huang and asked urgently.
"What?!"
Old Huang threw the sword aside and reached out with his right hand to grab Ye Chen's wrist.
After just over ten seconds, Old Huang's expression changed.
"Old Huang, what's wrong?"
Ye Chen noticed something was off with Old Huang's expression and felt uneasy.
"Ye Chen, I can somewhat see Xiao Lin and Tian Yun's intentions. Now, you must make a choice."
Old Huang sighed.
"Damn Old Huang, stop messing around. Is there any medicine that can calm me down?"
Ye Chen said, half crying and half laughing.
Old Huang shook his head.
