C26 Is There a Problem with the Family Head

When the surrounding people heard Ye Xiaofan's words, they were slightly stunned, then looked at Ye Xiaofan as if he was a fool.

"What's wrong with the family head? The patriarch's heart was attacked by the poison a long time ago. He can't be saved anymore."

"Looks like the patriarch's death was too much of a blow to the patriarch, causing some problems here."

Ye Xiaofan didn't pay attention to the expressions of the surrounding people. He put Ye Nantian's body in the middle of the fire.

"Scram!"

Ye Xiaofan looked at the servants and scolded them. He had to save them. Since these guys wanted to pour oil on them, what was the point?

"Oh, oh …"

Hearing Ye Xiaofan's words, the servants put the oil and water aside, then each squatted on the ground and rolled outside while hugging their heads.

The firewood around him was burning hotter and hotter. Ye Xiaofan's face was flushed and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

The temperature inside Ye Nantian's body also rose rapidly. Tie Qing's face flushed red as he breathed softly through his nose.

"Phew …"

Ye Nantian's breathing became louder and louder and his heart started beating again.

"Dong Dong …"

The surrounding people held their breath as shock filled their eyes. They did not hear wrongly. That strong and powerful heartbeat came from Ye Nantian's body.

"This … this dead body is coming back to life!"

"What's going on? Did I hear wrongly? The Patriarch actually had a heartbeat!"

"Ju, I actually came back to life. I-Am I hallucinating?"

The surrounding people were all shocked as they cried out.

Even Uncle Hua, who was struggling to stop Ye Xiaofan, was stunned when he heard the sound of breathing and heartbeats.

"Ugh …"

A soft whisper came out of Ye Nantian's mouth. He moved his fingers a little and slowly opened his eyes.

"Bam!"

"Ye Yuhe, you bastard! How dare you poison me, I'll kill you!"

Ye Nantian abruptly sat up, his body radiating with the power of a level four Foundation Stage. With a wave of his hand, he sent Ye Xiaofan's small and exquisite body flying.

Ye Nantian stood up from the ground. His blue robe was fluttering in the wind. His strong facial features scanned the crowd, as drops of hot sweat rolled down his face.

"Where's Xiaofan?"

A trace of anxiety appeared on Ye Nantian's face. He looked around to see Ye Xiaofan's figure. His eyes were filled with worry.

The person he worried the most about was Xiaofan.

"Crack, crack, crack …"

In the far away stony pile, Ye Xiaofan's small and exquisite body came out from the crack in the stone. He rubbed his small head and looked at his father with a depressed expression on his face. This was indeed his real father.

"Tell me, where is Xiaofan!"

Ye Nantian scanned the people around and said angrily.

"B-patriarch, the patriarch is here, where is he …"

A servant pointed to Ye Xiaofan, who was beside a pile of rocks, and said in a staccato tone.

"Xiaofan!"

"Xiaofan, are you alright? That bastard Ye Yuhe didn't do anything to you, right?"

Ye Nantian ran to Ye Xiaofan and hugged him, asking worriedly.

"Father, I am fine. If it were anyone else, I would have been crippled by your punch."

Ye Xiaofan said gloomily as he rolled his eyes at Ye Nantian and looked at the pile of rocks beside him.

"Eh …"

Ye Nantian's face was stiff. He remembered that he had hit something before and even used a lot of strength. He didn't expect that the thing he had hit was his son.