"Old Master, I really want to know now, what kind of physique does Ruotong have? And what exactly is that gentle power she left inside me?"
In the villa where Ye Tianchen lived alone, only Zhang Yide and Ye Tianchen were left. Zhang Yide sat on the wicker chair, still relaxing with closed eyes, while Ye Tianchen approached him and began to speak. He was eager to know the answer to the two questions he posed, as this time his survival was entirely due to the gentle power Ruotong had left in his body, which slowly repaired his injuries until he was healed.
Zhang Yide glanced at Ye Tianchen, did not immediately answer his question, but stood up and slowly walked to the side of the swimming pool. Ye Tianchen was stunned for a moment before following him. He knew Zhang Yide's temperament well; the Divine Doctor Ghost Hand acted on his own whims. If he was in a good mood, he might tell you a lot, but if he was not, no method could make him utter a single word.
"Old Master..."
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