Yang Chen looked at Master Ye and smiled, "Firstly, tell me where you got these bizarre things."
Master Ye frowned and said to Yang Chen, "Xiaoyang, I advise you not to ask. Knowing it won't do you any good!"
Yang Chen shook his head, "If I don't know, how can I help you solve your problems?"
"Is it necessarily related?"
"Whether it is or not depends on how you think!" Yang Chen was unwavering.
Yang Chen had already speculated some things; he just needed to confirm them now.
Master Ye hesitated, frowning in thought.
After a long time, Master Ye raised his head and said to Yang Chen, "I still can't tell you! I've already wronged Old Yang; I can't harm you too! I've lived to ninety-nine; that's enough. I can die in peace!"
Upon hearing the words 'Old Yang', Yang Chen's eyes flashed sharply.
"Who is the Old Yang you're referring to?" Yang Chen stared at Master Ye.
Master Ye was stunned, his eyes flickering evasively.
