Ye Nianmo stood up. He nodded to him and looked at him deeply. He had no doubt that this might be the last time they met.

He has sadness and compassion in his eyes. He warned him long ago, reminding him with the voice of a descendant, a friend or even a kind citizen. However, his indiscriminate behavior has led to his present predicament. Everyone is responsible for his own decision, even if that decision will eventually be reversed.

"read ink." Baker stopped him as he turned around. "In this big vat, only Ding Yiyi stayed out of the vat. If you can, protect her."

Ye Nianmo turned to look...