Ye Fan smiled faintly: "As soon as you burned, the picture was gone, but the resentment was left, which was not good for the Sun family."

Sun Daoyi was stunned, then stood up: "Please help from Dr. Ye."

Ye Fan did not feel embarrassed, and lifted up the black cloth and let the general go.

"Swoosh--"

Widths of black air instantly rose from the corpse-driven totem, accompanied by a faint shrill scream.

There were still a few wisps of black gas that wanted to escape, but the general's jade red light flashed and absorbed them mercilessly.

As the black air was closed, Sun Daoyi felt refreshed and the whole room became much brighter and more refreshing.

His eyes lit up: "Doctor Ye is indeed well-known, and Sun is impressed."

"Mr. Sun, please be polite."

Ye Fan threw the Luo family's corpse picture:

"It's no problem now, it can be collected or burned."

He added: "And if it disappears, Mr. Sun's spirit can recover faster."

"The ominous thing burned."

Sun Daoyi waved his hand and asked his subordinates to throw the corpse-killing picture away, then looked at Ye Fan:

"Doctor Ye, you helped me so much. I wonder if I have anything to help you?"

He was very direct: "As long as Dr. Ye said, Sun must be satisfied with all his strength."

"Hahaha, Mr. Sun is polite, but Ye Fan really has something to ask for."

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to ask Mr. Sun to find a manager with a pure and reliable character for me."

"Doctor Ye Shen's family has great achievements and a wealth of talents. His two-year achievements are comparable to Sun's half of his life."

Sun Daoyi showed a hint of surprise: "Why do you still need a manager?"

"There are too many open cards and too few hidden cards." Ye Fan smiled: "I want to have an extra knife..."
Chapter completed!