"It seems like I have to find time to make another trip to Hong Kong!" Ye Chen shook his head slightly. As for where Shen Xingye was buried, he did not care at all. "Shen Tiannan, so what if your son has really turned into a zombie? Under the Drought Demon, I, Ye Chen, can turn his bones into ashes with a flick of my wrist!"
"My lord, did you really kill Shen Tiannan and Lei Feihu?" Lin Tai could not help but ask.
"Of course!" Ye Chen smiled noncommittally.
As soon as he said that, Lin Tai and Yang Tian glanced at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. They had heard of Shen Tiannan and Lei Feihu before. It was not an exaggeration to describe these two as Chinese magnates, but they had all died at Ye Chen's hands.
Lin Tai choked out a sentence, "An everlasting life is guaranteed when you believe in the patriarch!"
