Chapter 609 (1/2)

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Thump!

A heavy object fell miserably onto the ground.

“...” At that moment, Ye Lang realised that he should have grabbed the flying object instead of dodging it.

“Uh, sir, are you okay?”

Turns out the flying object was an old man. Ye Lang immediately ran over to check on him.

“I’m fine. Young master, can you give me anything to eat? I haven’t had any food in a long time,” said the old man shakily as he stared at the barbeque in Ye Lang’s hand. His mouth was watering, he was so focused on the food that he forgot the pain he just endured.

“Here!” Ye Lang gave his food to him with no hesitation. The old man instantly stuffed his face the moment he got the food.

“Slow down, you’ll choke!” said Ye Lang.

“Oh… cough cough…” With perfect timing, the old man started to choke as he replied Ye Lang. He waved his hands, wildly gesticulating for some water to drink.

“Drink this!” Ye Lang passed some juice to him.

“Glug, glug, glug…”

After downing the juice, he let out a sigh of relief before continuing to eat the barbeque.

“Hey, who are you!” The disdainful voice directed a question at Ye Lang. Ye Lang turned around to see a rather young man dressed in flashy clothes.

“Hello, I’m Ye Lang,” greeted Ye Lang. Ye Lang felt no need to hide anything, his name wasn’t a secret anyway.

There was more than one Ye Lang in the world, there was no point to lie.

“Ye Lang? So Mr. Ye, what’s your relationship with that beggar?” said the well-dressed man. He didn’t realise who Ye Lang was, the name Ye Lang was pretty common but he did take note that his surname was Ye.

From what happeend next, the old man must’ve had the surname Ye too, or he had relatives with the surname Ye.

“He’s my grandson,” said the old man suddenly.

“??” Ye Lang was confused at what was happening. Why did the old man claim that he was his grandson? It seemed that the old man was quite well known around here.

This man surely knew something about him!

“Your grandson? Didn’t he die long ago?” asked the well-dressed man.

“Those were just rumours, my grandson didn’t die!” roared the old man as if the dandy man said something unreasonable.

“Not dead?” the man was confused but the confusion soon replaced with disgust. He said, “So what if he is your grandson? He’s still trash!!”

“My grandson is not trash!!” roared the old man.

“??” Ye Lang was still utterly confused.