Upon hearing Tang Yi's words, before Elder Jiang could speak, Ye Qiu and the others all intervened to stop him.
"Preposterous!"
"Mr. Tang, what exactly is your purpose? If you're treating and saving someone, why can't we be present?"
Feng Yong was even more furiously angry, accusingly said, "Boy, you're not a foe here to frame the old lady, are you?"
"Tell me honestly, who sent you!"
Tang Yi didn't speak, only looking quietly at Elder Jiang.
He had no need to explain to anyone. Whether his old partner would be saved depended on whether Elder Jiang had the courage.
If even he himself did not believe it, then there was no use in treating her.
Elder Jiang looked into Tang Yi's eyes, those that had weathered many storms, seen countless people, and witnessed life and death, as if trying to see through Tang Yi.
Yet, Tang Yi's gaze remained serene, seemingly without ripples, yet it gave off an unfathomably deep sensation.
Like facing the ocean, one could never see to the bottom.
