C987 Crazy Night Flows East

In the spring rain, Ye Zhichao stood in front of Ye Liuyun's grave. He was as still as a rock. Without an umbrella, the spring rain fell on Ye Zhichao and soaked his clothes.

However, Ye Zhichao just stood there quietly, letting the rain flow down his neck and into the darkness.

At this time, Ye Zhichao did not seem like the chairman of Yeh Group