But some things and some people left a particularly deep impression on him.

No matter how many people he passed, he would never forget them.

"I'm a bastard!"

"You really have the most poisonous heart of a woman!"

"You actually let the dogs bite people for fun?"

"Son of a bitch!"

"At that time, the dragon master was just a child, an orphan and a widowed mother, so you could do it!"

Ye Fan said it calmly, but Gaia and the others were trembling with anger after hearing it.

Dogs like Tibetan Mastiffs are fierce dogs and are larger than wolves.

How is it different from letting such a dog bite people and killing people for fun?

In anger, Gaia and others walked up to the woman and kicked her.

He also threatened to put this vicious woman in a tiger cage and let her taste the bite of an animal.

"That's it, it's all over."

"I just chatted with them about the past."

"If we really wanted to meet them, these people would be dead just now."

Ye Fan waved his hand. There were many things in the past that he no longer wanted to pursue.

When a person stands on the top of the mountain, he will no longer be able to see and care about many trivial matters.

In this way, while the Chu family was kneeling and worshiping, Ye Fan chatted and talked a lot with some old acquaintances.

Then, another person walked around the Chu family manor.

He looked at the place where he and his mother had lived, and paid homage to the Yunyang ancestors enshrined in the family hall.

At first, Ye Fan thought that the hut where he and his mother lived might no longer exist.

However, what surprised Ye Fan was that when he returned to the place where he lived, the hut was still there.

There is no dust, no spider silk, and no weeds.

Neat and clean, as if someone has always lived there.

Curious, Ye Fan pushed open and walked in.

The moment he saw the scene inside, Ye Fan was stunned.

Because the displays and furnishings inside are exactly as they were back then.

Even the bed, the mattress, even Ye Fan's graffiti on the wall, the cross-stitch made by his mother, Ye Fan's notebook on the desk, and the writing test questions are all the same as before.

At that moment, Ye Fan was in a trance.

It's like traveling through time and space and returning to more than ten years ago.

Everything was familiar, as if he and his mother had never left.

"how so?"

"Why hasn't it changed?"

"Even if no one has been here, over the past ten years or so, the ground must have been covered with dust and covered with spider webs, right?"

"Someone must have been cleaning."

"Is it Mr. Han?"

Ye Fan thought of Mr. Han.

But after thinking about it, I denied it.

Mr. Han has been hiding from the Chu family and is cautious.

This kind of thing can easily reveal his identity, so it is impossible for him to do it.

Others have no reason to clean.

Then, there is only one possibility left.

The man who has kept this house as it is and repaired and cleaned this courtyard is that man - Chu Zhenghong!

Thinking of this, Ye Fan's body trembled.

Deep inside, it was as if something had cracked and bitter water flowed out.

His eyebrows and eyes could not help but turn red.

The resentment that was once buried deep in my heart seemed to have disappeared a lot at this moment.

It turns out that all these years, that man did not miss their mother and son in his heart.

But, in another way, I miss them silently.

Everyone expresses love differently.

Perhaps, this is the way that belongs to that man.

But, why hasn't he come to see their mother and son in the past ten years?

Back then, when he and his mother were humiliated, why was he indifferent?

I have many doubts in my heart, but still no answers.

Ye Fan stayed in the small room and drank.

When the sun set, he just walked out of this place where countless memories of him and his mother were left, picked up a bottle of wine, and climbed to the top of Truman Mountain.

On the top of Truman Mountain, the wind is blowing and the temperature is cold.

Chu Zhengliang, who was sealed here by Ye Fan back then, is still lingering here.

But some things and some people left a particularly deep impression on him.

No matter how many people he passed, he would never forget them.

"I'm a bastard!"

"You really have the most poisonous heart of a woman!"

"You actually let the dogs bite people for fun?"

"Son of a bitch!"

"At that time, the dragon master was just a child, an orphan and a widowed mother, so you could do it!"

Ye Fan said it calmly, but Gaia and the others were trembling with anger after hearing it.

Dogs like Tibetan Mastiffs are fierce dogs and are larger than wolves.

How is it different from letting such a dog bite people and killing people for fun?

In anger, Gaia and others walked up to the woman and kicked her.

He also threatened to put this vicious woman in a tiger cage and let her taste the bite of an animal.

"That's it, it's all over."

"I just chatted with them about the past."

"If we really wanted to meet them, these people would be dead just now."

Ye Fan waved his hand. There were many things in the past that he no longer wanted to pursue.

When a person stands on the top of the mountain, he will no longer be able to see and care about many trivial matters.

In this way, while the Chu family was kneeling and worshiping, Ye Fan chatted and talked a lot with some old acquaintances.

Then, another person walked around the Chu family manor.

He looked at the place where he and his mother had lived, and paid homage to the Yunyang ancestors enshrined in the family hall.

At first, Ye Fan thought that the hut where he and his mother lived might no longer exist.

However, what surprised Ye Fan was that when he returned to the place where he lived, the hut was still there.

There is no dust, no spider silk, and no weeds.

Neat and clean, as if someone has always lived there.

Curious, Ye Fan pushed open and walked in.

The moment he saw the scene inside, Ye Fan was stunned.

Because the displays and furnishings inside are exactly as they were back then.

Even the bed, the mattress, even Ye Fan's graffiti on the wall, the cross-stitch made by his mother, Ye Fan's notebook on the desk, and the writing test questions are all the same as before.

At that moment, Ye Fan was in a trance.

It's like traveling through time and space and returning to more than ten years ago.
To be continued...