"The old are not dead?!"

Inside the ship, a few young people were excited and surrounded Zhang Wenbing in the middle. They said, "Old clan, you go back first, and this man will be handed over to us."

"Joke, even old people are not enemies of others. Do you go up and die?" Zhang Wenbing's face was flushed and he drank a word of anger. Then he pushed all the young people who didn't know the depth behind him.

Zhang Wenbing looked at Ye Dun again, with some fear in his eyes, and said, "In the rumors, Ye Gong Zi can compete with Shinto strongmen. I thought the rumors were...