Ye Fan turned his head, quietly memorizing the faces of those few people!
Ye Fan would find them as soon as possible, investigate thoroughly, figure out where the information leaked, and resolve it before that master took action against the Ye Family.
Leaving the underground black market, Wang Fugui looked at Ye Fan, who kept fiddling with a few stones in his hand, and sighed helplessly.
Could it be that my feeling was wrong?
I thought Big Bro was awake, but he's still like this. Who knows when he'll fully recover?
The Ye Family now—if Big Bro doesn't get better soon, they really won't last much longer!
Just relying on those girls to hold the fort won't keep the enemy from crushing us.
"Old Wang, have a taste! It's really good!" Ye Fan handed Wang Fugui a jet-black stone, making him laugh and cry, "Big Bro, this is a stone, not candy! You can't eat it!"
