Whoosh!
In almost an instant, Ye Qianli had already thrown away the captive, You Ming, who was acting like a 'dead man' and ran to the source of that voice. Her eyes burned as she looked at Ye Fengtian who was kneeling towards the north and covered in blood.
Ye Qianli did not care about anything else. Even if Ye Fengtian's chest was still dripping blood, even if Ye Fengtian's face was pale and his breathing was slightly weak, she did not care. Her gaze was only attracted by the broken hand in Ye Fengtian's hand.
It was a large aged hand with a deathly gray color, and it was connected to a small section of the wrist. Every finger was already curled up lifelessly, but that thumb…
On the thumb was a dark green thumb ring with a Sky Wolf—raising its head to howl at the skies—engraved on it! The Sky Wolf was the clan totem of their Ye family in the Northern Territory.
This ring was the identity symbol of every generation's Northern Territory King…
