"Dragon vein..."
Ye Chonghai furrowed his brows deeply, his expression growing increasingly grim.
In just a quarter of an hour, an onslaught of countless pieces of information flooded mercilessly into his mind, leaving Ye Chonghai stunned in place, unable to fully process or accept them.
The betrayal of his second uncle, his father's feigned death, the Ye Family's dragon vein—too many things he had never known kept surfacing one after another, making it difficult for him to come to a clear judgment.
"Uncle, Grandpa has already woken up. Even if you don't believe me, at least trust Grandpa. If you have any doubts, you can ask him."
Ye Chonghai then looked toward Grandpa Ye Jing, who had regained consciousness and was struggling to sit up. His voice trembled, "Dad... is what they're saying true?"
"It's true… Whether it's the Gu poison or the dragon vein, though I unwillingly admit it, all of this was indeed done by your second uncle."
