"Xiao'er, you... you're back!"
Yang Zhentian was overcome with emotion.
Just a moment ago, he'd nearly thought that Yang Xiao had been killed by the Ye Family.
Now, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Father, I made you worry."
Though his clothes were tattered and he looked quite disheveled, Yang Xiao gave Yang Zhentian a faint smile.
At the same time, his gaze swept over Yann Xu, as well as Ye Lingtian and his son.
His eyes were filled with coldness.
"That old bastard Ye Zongling, has he been well lately?"
Yang Xiao didn't hold back.
The Ye Family was simply too shameless.
Since they had already thrown all face away by having Ye Zongling make a move on him, why would Yang Xiao show them any respect?
"You—insolent! How dare you refer to my grandfather that way!"
Ye Chengzong's face was flushed with anger.
