C24 There Is Still Hope

As a Ye Family Guardian, Ye Zhengde naturally knew that Ye Yuhe had poisoned Ye Nantian.

Ye Nantian's corpse was also sent to be buried at the unmarked cemetery. However, on the way there, there was an accident and Ye Nantian's corpse was lost.

"Speak!"

Ye Xiaofan saw Ye Zhengde groaning and scolded with his childish voice. His small and tender fists were clenched tightly.

"Plop!"

"Patriarch, the patriarch's body is lost! He's lost!"

Seeing that Ye Xiaofan was about to make a move, Ye Zhengde was so scared that he directly kneeled on the ground and said in fear.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Seeing Ye Zhengde's expression, how could Ye Xiaofan not know that Ye Nantian's body was lost by Ye Zhengde. Angry, he raised his small hand and slapped Ye Zhengde into the wall.

"I'm going to find my father!"

Ye Xiaofan was anxious. He rubbed his hands together and made a decision as he looked at the sky which was about to darken.

Even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he had to retrieve his father's corpse and bury it.

"Men, gather everyone from the Ye Family for me."

Ye Xiaofan shouted towards the door. After the servants heard it, they did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly ran to the corners of the Ye Family, in a hurry to hire people.

It had to be said that the efficiency of these people was quite high.

Minutes later

The wide Ye Family training field was filled with people, from top to bottom, it was almost four hundred people.

Ye Xiaofan jumped up to the stage and was barely as tall as these people.

Looking at Ye Xiaofan's small and exquisite body standing on the high platform, everyone wanted to laugh, but they did not dare to. All of their faces were red from holding their breath.

"Hmph, listen carefully. Tonight, even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we have to retrieve my father's body. Otherwise, you won't be able to come back."

Ye Xiaofan was standing on the high platform with one hand on his small waist and the other pointing at the crowd. His small face was full of dignity and his childish voice sounded like he was about to cry.

The crowd nearly burst into laughter.

"Yes …"

The four hundred people nodded in agreement, then turned around and prepared to leave the Ye Family to search for Ye Nantian's corpse.

"Young Master!"

An old voice came from behind Ye Xiaofan. Upon hearing the words "Young Master", there was a mixture of sorrow, helplessness and a sense of gratification.

Ye Xiaofan turned around and saw a hunchbacked old man leading seven or eight people to the training field.

The hunchbacked old man's eyes were red. He looked at Ye Xiaofan with a gratified expression.

The seven or eight people behind the hunchbacked old man were dressed in mourning and were pushing a small wooden cart that was emitting a cold air.

Ye Xiaofan looked at the figure lying on the wooden carriage. His pair of orifices slightly shrank and a trace of emotion appeared on his innocent face. He softly called out, "Father …"

"Young Master, if you're fine, then I'm relieved."

The hunchbacked old man sobbed.

Ye Xiaofan jumped off the high platform and ran to the side of Ye Nantian. Looking at the frozen body of Ye Nantian, a light flashed across his eyes.

The poison spread all over Ye Nantian's body, but his internal organs were perfectly fine. It was as if he was using his dense Essence to protect his internal organs from being infected by the poison.

"The protection of your organs are still in good condition. As long as you remove the poison and reactivate the cells in your body, there's still hope!"

He had the secret technique of Godly Doctor Hua Tuo, and was able to force the poison out of Ye Nantian's body.

"Quick, help me prepare some hot water, firewood, hurry up."

Ye Xiaofan shouted to the people around him.

"Oh, oh …"

The surrounding people looked at Ye Xiaofan in confusion. They didn't know what Ye Xiaofan wanted these things for, so they scattered in all directions to find firewood.