Young Master Zhang

Yu Shui's expression changed drastically. He vaguely heard a name just now. An idea flashed through his mind like a bolt of lightning, impossible to restrain.

Yu Shan looked up, his eyes cold.

"Yu Shui, didn't you say that no one can help me? I don't believe it! No one can take what rightfully belongs to me!"

With that, Yu Shan got Chang Xi to push him out of the sanatorium, leaving Yu Shui with an ugly expression.

Yu Shui thought of all kinds of possibilities. Who was the person who contacted Yu Shan just now?

"Could it be Yu Shan's former comrade? Or could it be someone else who's willing to help Yu Shan, a high-level martial artist maybe?"

Yu Shui could no longer sit still. He seemed to have vaguely heard the name "Lin Feng". It felt very familiar. He had heard it somewhere before, but he could not remember it at this moment.