"I don't dare!" Ye Chen replied calmly.
At this moment, the old man finally stood up from the chair, then turned around and looked at Ye Chen. The old man's face was full of wrinkles; no one could guess that he was only in his sixties. In a position of power, outsiders perceive him as living in luxury, but who knows the energy he has devoted to the family over the years? Looking at the old man's aged face, Ye Chen widened his eyes. The old man smiled faintly, "Ye, you are the successor I admire the most, also my favorite."
"But when I needed help the most, you didn't show up!" Ye Chen looked at the old man coldly.
"Indeed!" The old man nodded and said, "I didn't show up. I even already knew Shen Haotian intended to deal with you, and I also knew Yunqi betrayed you."
