The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

"Shouldn't that be reported to higher authorities?"

The implication is that you, Lord Dark Snake, are just a little kid.

Yan Chi humiliated people, and his subtlety was accompanied by a bit of infuriating directness, "The doctor can only contact you at most. I want to see the person behind you. I have to go through them, but that would take a lot of trouble. Why bother?"

How could Anshe not hear it, but among the five elders, he was the one with the best temper and was also a smooth person. In front of a living devil like Yan Chi, he absolutely did not want to offend this man unless it was absolutely necessary and a last resort.

"Okay, since you've guessed it, I won't hide it anymore, but I can't guarantee whether you can see it."

Yan Chi nodded, "Thank you."

This thank you sounds a bit offensive.

Dark Snake changed the subject, "The porridge is almost cold, do you want to get up and eat something?"

"Then I'll have to trouble you to help me. After all, I'm almost paralyzed now."

If the upper body is injured, wouldn't that also mean hemiplegia?

Anshe put down the fruit and the knife, stood up and went to help Yan Chi.

The angle was just right for Yan Chi to catch a glimpse of the half-peeled apple. There was not much flesh left and the core was almost visible.

These warriors have never had good food in their lives!
What a waste of God-damned stuff!
However, Yan Chi did not meet the famous Emperor Yan.

The next afternoon, Dark Snake came again, arranged a plane, and sent the two doctors and two nurses to the airport.

Yan Chi was sitting in a wheelchair, which was not very convenient. After everyone was on board, he looked into the distance and subconsciously felt that a pair of eyes were watching him.

He was not in a hurry. He asked Anshe for a cigarette, lit it and smoked it slowly.

"You're already injured and you still take a few puffs. You really don't take your life seriously!" Yan Chi ignored An She's complaints. After he finished smoking one cigarette, he didn't ask for another one. He knew An She wouldn't give him any, but he didn't mean to get on the plane either.

Dark Snake stayed with him for a while and couldn't help urging him.

"Since you're here, show up and see me. Otherwise, I'll have regrets if I go back like this."

"Meeting whom?"

Anshe thought Yan Chi still had illusions. "Don't think about it. The master won't come. I haven't really seen him these days. He mentioned you through the screen last night, and he sent you away today. That's very kind of you, Mr. Yan. Few people can come and go freely under his nose."

The scene was like this when he left, with a private jet escort and complete medical facilities. It was too considerate and had nothing to do with the image of a ruthless person.

Yan Chi looked behind him and said, "The car has been parked there for a long time. If you don't get out, aren't you afraid of getting suffocated?"

Dark Snake was stunned for a moment, looked back, and then the light in his eyes spread out like starlight and filled his entire eye sockets, and he walked straight towards the car.

From a long distance away, the rear door of the car opened and a man in a black suit with a long coat draped over his shoulders walked down.

The man had a tall figure, handsome face, a fair but slightly dark complexion, thick brows, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and a handsome demeanor. Every step he took on the yellow sand was instantly covered up by the sand raised by the propeller of the plane.

The dark snake was stunned for a moment, then consciously lowered his head and respectfully followed the man at a distance not too far away.

Until he walked in front of Yan Chi.

Yan Chi raised his head, a frivolous smile on his lips, "I have long heard of your great name, Emperor Yan."

"I've admired you for a long time."

The man held a square box in his hand, tied with a fan-shaped bow. "Please, please pass something on to me when you return home." (End of this chapter)