C175 To Split the Inheritance?

"What did you say? Old Ma is dead?"

Inside a lavish villa at the heart of Yu City, a man in his early fifties, somewhat portly, lounged on a sofa in the grand hall, flanked by two young girls clinging to him.

Before him knelt a street thug—the very one Ye Tian had let go. Head bowed, he quivered in fear.

"Yes, that's right!"

The man's response sent the older man into a contemplative silence