Everyone's expression froze, especially Chen Yang, Zheng Hua, Tong Lei, Zhao Lan, and the rest. They looked at Ye Chen blankly as if wings had just grown on him. They looked like they had just seen a ghost.
The middle-aged man, who wanted to stop Ye Chen earlier, felt his knees go weak. A chill grew within him. "What?! H-he's Mad Southern Ye?!"
"How is that possible?! How is it possible that he's that man?!" Zhao Lan looked as terrible as she had just eaten a fly at the moment. She almost screamed her lungs out.
Chen Yang had gone completely speechless.
Tong Lei covered her tiny red lips by instinct. Her head felt empty while disbelief filled her beautiful eyes.
Zheng Hua inhaled sharply as a shocking wave washed inside of him. He could not believe whatever that was happening before his eyes.
