This voice made everyone present freeze, and all of them simultaneously turned to look in the direction from where the sound originated.
A man dressed in a black trench coat outlined his tall, slender figure, with a pair of eyes beneath his long bangs shooting out sharp glints.
A familiar face appeared amidst the flickering of a cigarette.
"Ye Ye Ye Ye Ye..."
Ye Zimo's legs went weak, his lips trembling, struggling to say anything.
Ye Chenfeng took a deep drag from the cigarette, smiled, and said, "Don't call me randomly. I am your peer, no need to call me grandpa."
No one felt angry at this remark, as they were all immersed in extreme fear.
"Am I... am I seeing things? Ye... Ye Chenfeng?"
Ye Ziling rubbed her eyes.
"It really is him! Wasn't he supposed to have died in the Iga Family?"
Ye Chenwu's face was filled with terror.
Ye Chenwen was already drenched in sweat, his face pale to the extreme.
As for Ye Ziling's aunts, they were all stunned with fear.
