When Ye Chen entered the secret chamber, the first person he saw was Chen Zhifan.
As Ye Chen glanced at Chen Zhifan's severed hand and the wounds all over his body, the coldness in his gaze intensified.
Chen Zhifan, meanwhile, was completely stunned when he saw Ye Chen standing before him.
Initially, he had already descended into despair. The only reason he did not completely collapse was because he still held onto Ye Chen's words and his own pride.
However, he never anticipated that Ye Chen would appear before him at this critical moment.
Chen Zhifan's eyes began to light up. He had finally discovered a glimmer of hope within his despair.
Even with Chen Zhifan's strong temperament, he could not help but feel a surge of excitement. "Ye Chen, is that you?" he asked incredulously.
"Brother Chen, it is indeed me," Ye Chen replied with a smile and a nod.
