The three people had just walked into an old mansion when Ye Chen caught a strong scent.
Ye Chen quickly recognized it as the smell of herbs.
Smelling this, Ye Chen frowned slightly.
As they entered the room, Ye Chen saw a frail old man lying on the bed.
The old man's face was pale, and his complexion was very poor.
Despite his poor condition, when he saw Ye Chen, the old man still waved Su Wanyi over.
"Wanyi, how did you get here so quickly? Didn't you say there was no flight until tomorrow?" Su Hong asked with a smile.
"Grandfather, I came on a friend's private plane," Su Wanyi replied.
At this moment, the old man's gaze fell on Ye Chen.
"Oh, and who is this?" Su Hong asked.
Su Wanyi smiled and said, "This is my friend, Ye Chen."
Ye Chen approached the bed and said, "Hello, Grandfather."
After greeting the old man, because he needed to rest, the two people left the room.
At this moment, a middle-aged man entered and his expression darkened upon seeing Ye Chen.
