C2 (2/2)

”How long will it take for you to recover?” someone asked.

”I don't know.” Ye Chong shook his head with a bitter smile.

This time, everyone was slightly unhappy.

Ye He stared absentmindedly at these poor commoners that he had been saving all this time. Now, all he saw was a face filled with gratitude.

It made his heart turn cold all of a sudden. As his mind trembled, Ye He suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. That wasn't ordinary blood, it was blood from his heart!

He fell down straight down.

”Uncle Ye!” An alarmed and furious voice rang out, followed by the crowd being pushed aside. Right when Ye He was about to fall to the ground, a pair of hands reached out to Ye He's waist, gently lifting him up.

He saw Ye He closing his eyes tightly, and his breathing was erratic. He was afraid...

Ling Yan's expression suddenly darkened, and he handed Ye He to the teary face of Ye Chong, before slowly turning around to face the crowd. His eyes were ice-cold, like a wild beast that was about to swallow a person.

”You, what are you doing? Don't stop us from asking for money.”

Even though their benefactor was critically ill, in their eyes, their interests were everything.

An ingrate, that was all.

”Scram!”

Ling Yan suddenly let out an angry roar. His fist fiercely smashed into the ground below him. A huge explosion immediately sounded out.

The ground was actually cracked open by Ling Yan's attacks, as small cracks extended outwards in the surrounding area by a few dozen centimeters.

Everyone immediately jumped in fright. Was this even a person? Even the stone ground had split open, and if they were to hit a person, they would immediately die.

Seeing Ling Yan walk out expressionlessly with his bloody fist, everyone let out a loud cry and scattered in all directions. Not long later, the surroundings completely quieted down, with the exception of the sounds of heartbreaking grief from the courtyard …