Li Dayong.

"Uncle Yong?"

Ye Fan grabbed the blade and bleeded regardless of his palm: "Why?"

Li Dayong looked painful and sweat dripped down. When he heard Ye Fan's questioning, the blue veins on his hand swelled up, but the sharp blade was as if cast in the air, and it didn't move at all.

Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I never thought, Uncle Yong, you will stab me."

No matter what the reason, this knife hurts his body and his heart even more.

Li Dayong's expression became cold: "Ye Fan, you shouldn't come to Nanling." Ye Fan was understanding: "I know, Uncle Yong, you must have a last resort, right?"

Li Dayong was silent for a long time, shook his head flatly and said, "No!"

Ye Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this, his face turned pale.

Li Dayong added: "You shouldn't be against the Blood Medical School, you really shouldn't."

Ye Fan suddenly shuddered: "Are you Tianlang?"
Chapter completed!