"Ye Chen..."
Before Ye Chen could fully manifest the murderous aura, Sun Yi placed her fair hand on his.
A warm current passed through Ye Chen's body and he came back to his senses. He looked around at the crowd and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, I just recalled something that happened five years ago."
Shen Haihua naturally knew what kind of hatred would be born from the extermination of one's family. He thought for a few seconds before asking, "Mr. Ye, did you return to Jiangcheng this time to deal with the Qinghe group?"
Ye Chen nodded. "You could say that. After all, the Heavenly Justice Group was the fruit of my father's labor. As his son, it's only natural that I take it back."
