The man's silhouette was sharp, his features seemingly chiseled with precision, bearing a starkly cold expression.
At the same time, the man was a typical Asian, completely possessing that yellow skin!
The man's gaze towards Ye Xunhuan was filled with venomous hatred, as if he wished to tear Ye Xunhuan apart with his bare hands.
It was as if Ye Xunhuan and he had a blood feud, wanting to immediately dismember Ye Xunhuan!
Upon seeing the man's appearance, Ye Xunhuan's body slightly trembled, and his face revealed a deep bitterness: "Yan Qingjun, I didn't expect it to be you!"
Yan Qingjun!
Grandson of Yan Zhengrong, son of Yan Haohan!
In those days in the capital, Yan Qingjun narrowly escaped, managing to survive, living like a mole thereafter for fear that if he showed himself, he'd be hunted down by Ye Xunhuan and killed. It forced him to avoid public sight, living every day in constant fear.
But now he no longer had to live like a mole, enduring a life of darkness.
