C79 Ye Tianlong

The next morning, the Ye family's manor basked in the warm embrace of the early sunlight. On the lawn, a limping elder leaned on his cane as he walked. Dressed in an impeccable white suit and matching shoes, topped with a white golf cap, he exuded an air of distinction. His hair had turned white, his face etched with wrinkles, but his eyes sparkled with vitality