C16

Ye Nuan and Little July went upstairs together, leaving Feng Chengbei in the living room.

His face didn't look good.

His phone rang at the right time. It was Old Master Feng.

Feng Chengbei took a deep breath, then suppressed his emotions. He picked up the phone: "What's wrong, Grandfather?"

"Has Ye Nuan passed?"

The old man's aged voice sounded from the phone.

"Yes."

Feng Chengbei replied