"Dragon Vein..."
Yě Chóngshàng furrowed his brows, his expression turning increasingly grim.
In the span of a mere quarter of an hour, an overwhelming flood of information poured ruthlessly into his mind, leaving him frozen in place, finding it all difficult to accept. His second uncle's betrayal, his father's feigned death, the Yě family's Dragon Vein—so many things he had never heard of before emerged one after another, making it hard for him to make a sound judgment.
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