Disappointment, utter disappointment!
The chess game of three years has been ruined, it must be Hua Ziyan being too stupid! If it weren't for him being locked up here, Ye Huang would have been eliminated long ago.
As for Bai Xiao, a once-in-a-century genius in fragrance study, he definitely had to keep a tight grip on her.
However, now all this can only be a fantasy.
Within Ling Mohan's heart, a storm was raging, shadows rose in his eyes, he felt like all energies were pressing down on his heart, about to explode.
"I won't look for Ye Li anymore. You can also stop." Ye Huang looked at Ling Mohan expressionlessly.
Ling Mohan was taken aback, turning his head to look at Ye Huang in shock: "You're not looking?"
"Not looking. The person's dead, where would I go to find? Not only can't I find, it even gave you a chance."
"You..." Ling Mohan looked at the expressionless Ye Huang, trying to see a flaw in his eyes.
