Ye Wudao walked up to Song Yuhan and extended his hand. Song Yuhan's face still showed her concern for Ye Wudao, and without any hesitation, she grabbed his palm. Together, they walked out, paying no attention to the people behind them.
Zhong Tianyi was still holding his severed arm, his expression panicked as he watched the departing silhouettes of Song Yuhan and Ye Wudao, hand in hand. His lips had already bit until they bled.
As he watched Ye Wudao and Song Yuhan walk away, a bitter feeling stirred inside him, but he didn't have the courage, the courage to stop Ye Wudao.
"Brother, aren't you going to come and check on grandpa quickly?"
Zhong Lingxuan didn't know why, but suddenly she unleashed her anger on him. If not for him, how could their grandfather have offended such a terrifying person?
If this foolish brother of hers suddenly acted on impulse to take revenge on Ye Wudao, they could very well doom the entire Zhong Family.
