Having heard Yang Yu say this, Ye Ji trembled visibly. "Mr. Shen and I had an agreement with them, and I've given them over ten million these past two years. How could they possibly do this?"
"Nothing is impossible," Yang Yu said, looking directly at Ye Ji. "You practice Evil Magic; you should understand better than anyone how evil the human heart can be. Why deceive yourself?"
"If you still don't believe me, just ask your daughter how many people came here to cure terminal illnesses. In the end, the money was spent, and the people simply disappeared."
Ye Ji was about to argue back when Ye Yu suddenly spoke, "Mom, what he's saying is true. I've never seen a single person leave here alive. They just use us, the ones with incurable diseases, as their experiment subjects, and ask our families for money to fund their research. It's ironic."
After saying this, Ye Yu turned to Yang Yu, "Sister . . . Brother, can you take me out of here?"
