As he spoke, Allen Peterson took out a silver needle from his pocket, went to the bedside, and stabbed Ye Yingcai on several acupoints.

"Well, young master Ye is all right."

Seeing ye Yingcai's breathing on the bed gradually stabilized, old Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little beast, look what your cousin looks like. Kneel down and kowtow quickly. If your cousin doesn't wake up for a minute, you can't stop for a minute."

At this time, he also remembered Zhuang Chengren.

Allen Peterson frowned and came forward: "master ye, what do you mean!"

"Hum! I just promised not to pursue your affairs, but I didn't say to let...