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In Cloud City, the Colosseum, a middle-aged beast master who looks quite handsome is controlling his own beast battle.

Compared to ordinary people, his beast control skills are excellent, and the beast control is also powerful, at the gold level. The beast control he fights is a jungle beast. Although it is ferocious, under the command of the beast control master, Soon, as his master bit the opponent's throat, the jungle beast also fell to the ground.

Boom.

After the dull sound, the entire audience burst into applause.

"Yun Zhongjun has indeed lived up to his reputation, once again winning ten games at the gold level!"

"Congratulations to him, he won the bonus set by the Colosseum, 400,000!"

"..."

The host's passionate speech boosted the mood of the scene, and the victorious thug named Yun Zhongjun was also obviously very happy. He stood in the field and enjoyed the cheers of the audience for a while before walking towards the thug aisle. go.

"Ye Lincheng, you can do it. The battle is getting easier and easier now." At the entrance of the passage, Brigitte Lin held water and handed it to Ye Lincheng, while teasing: "If this continues, you may become the number one in Yuncheng." The beast master."

"Stop making fun of me." Facing Lin Qingxia, Ye Lincheng returned to his usual appearance, "It's not like the boss of this Colosseum knows our identities. Every time the beasts assigned to me are injured, or not very smart.”

"Then you are also very powerful." Lin Qingxia still praised and took Ye Lincheng's arm.

As time passed, the breathing techniques given by Ye Fan gradually took effect. Both Ye Lincheng and the others looked much younger, and at the same time, their mentality also improved a lot.

After all, if there is no pressure in life, who would want to sigh with a straight face every day.

"My wife, I made 400,000 yuan today. I'll treat you to a nice meal."

Ye Lincheng made money to entertain guests as always, and the two of them walked out of the Colosseum with smiling faces. Now they looked young, and Ye Lincheng's strength had also made breakthroughs. They looked like a couple.

Walking on the road, the sunshine is very warm. From time to time, when someone sees Ye Luncheng, they will exclaim "Yun Zhongjun", and some people will say hello respectfully.

"I didn't expect that I, Ye Lincheng, would be so famous one day." The change was naturally surprising, Ye Lincheng said.

"This is all thanks to Ye Fan." Lin Qingxia replied. Speaking of Ye Fan, she had a smile on her face. She glanced at Ye Lincheng, who was slightly proud, and couldn't help but joked: "I see a son inheriting his father's legacy. However, this is the first time I have seen a father inherit his son’s inheritance.”

"What are these words? What are these words?" Ye Lincheng retorted: "Without my training of Fan'er, how could there be the current King of Nanchuan?"

"Fan'er became the King of Nanchuan because of his ability." Brigitte Lin shook her head, "You didn't do anything."

"Why didn't I do it? Why did I not do it? Fan'er..."

Ye Lincheng said, and was about to argue, when suddenly, on the road, a man in black rushed towards him.

After several years of mastering beasts, Ye Lincheng was also aware of danger. Seeing that the two of them seemed to be looking for trouble, he immediately stood up and stood in front of Brigitte Lin, "What do you want to do?"

"Lincheng, it's me." A female voice came from under the cloak, and then the hood was lifted, revealing a familiar face.

It was Ye Hong who had been friends with them before.

"Hong'er, why is it you?" Brigitte Lin was a little surprised when she saw Ye Hong. On the side, Ye Lincheng was equally surprised. Next to her, Ye Long also took off his hat.

"Eighth uncle, why are you here..." Ye Lincheng said, but in the middle of his words, Ye Long held him down.

"Lincheng, let's talk somewhere else."

…

"Let me be the head of the Ye family???"

"This, this, this, how can I do this? Isn't this nonsense? There are so many people in the family, and any one of them is better than me."

"The family has no one available." Ye Long spoke, holding his cane, but there was helplessness in his voice: "The family has carefully considered it for a long time, and you are the most suitable candidate."

"I'm not suitable either." Ye Lincheng shook his head, "I'm forty years old and I'm still a gold level..."

"But Fan'er is already close to the star level." Ye Long interrupted Ye Lincheng, his voice a little low, "It doesn't matter what your cultivation level is, or in other words, it doesn't matter how you are."

Ye Lincheng was slightly stunned when he said this, and looked at Ye Long. Suddenly, he seemed to realize the reason, and looked at Brigitte Lin aside: "Is this really true, the father is more valuable than the son..."

"Lincheng, listen to me, you don't know what Ye Fan means to us." Ye Long said earnestly: "The Ye family has been in decline for too long, and we need a rejuvenation master."

"The Ye family had a lot of things wrong with you before, which may have led to Ye Fan not being close to the Ye family, but now, we want to make up for something."

As the words rang out, Ye Lincheng fell silent, feeling a little mixed in his heart.

As a descendant of King Zhantian, he did not enjoy much of the glory of his ancestors. On the contrary, he felt a lot of disparity due to mediocrity.

No one takes his mediocrity for granted at the beginning. He has also experienced enough hardships and pains. A man who aspired to be the best beast master in the world at the age of fifteen decided to open a noodle shop for his family at the age of thirty. , what we have to go through during this period,

For the Ye family, how could it be possible to say that there was no complaint at all? Those cold looks at the banquet, those embarrassing moments, to this day, still make him feel depressed even in his dreams.

Like most down-and-out middle-aged men, he dreamed of one day making everyone look at him differently. Now that these moments had arrived, he never thought that they were all brought about by his own son.

"Eighth Uncle, I don't want to be a condition for others to blackmail my son."

"Ye Fan is a man of great fortune. What he wants to do should be decided by him. I don't want him to be forced to choose to do something because of me."

With his heart turbulent, Ye Lincheng finally spoke, but his expression was relieved: "You should choose someone else."

"Don't rush to reject Lincheng." Ye Long seemed to have expected Ye Lincheng's rejection. He waved his hand and took out a letter: "I brought the letter your father left back then. You can read it and make your decision."

"My father?" After hearing this, Ye Lincheng was stunned and looked at the letter: "He left me a letter? Why did he give it to me now?"

"There are many reasons. You will know after reading it." Ye Long replied, putting the letter into Ye Lincheng's hand.

Ye Lincheng hesitated, picked up the letter, and finally opened it. After reading for a while, his hands started to tremble.

"It turns out there is a reason why I am like this..."

"Of course you do. You are the son of King Zhan Tian. How can you be a mediocre person?"

Ye Long patted Ye Lincheng, and at this time, his voice softened: "I hope you can understand us. The Ye family at that time couldn't bear the trouble."

"So, why are you showing me this now?" Surprisingly, Ye Lincheng, who had always been calm and peaceful in the past, became emotional, "I finally accepted my mediocre life, and now you tell me that I shouldn't have been like this... "

"The reason I'm telling you is very simple." Ye Long replied. At this moment, there was some light in his eyes: "If you are willing to be the head of the Ye family, we can guarantee that we will use the Ye family's accumulated experience to help you become a strong person. By."

"Strong?" Ye Lincheng paused, "How strong can he be?"

"It will allow you to throw away the mediocrity of these decades." Ye Long replied: "I dare not say too much, but what I can tell you is that it will at least allow you to keep up with Fan'er."

"To tell you the truth, before we came here, Fan'er had just been summoned to court. A teenage boy was besieged by traitors from all sides. If the charges were confirmed, he would be doomed. During this period, it was dangerous to walk on thin ice. In the end, it was the principal of Wudu who took action. That’s when the matter was settled.”

"As a father, don't you want to help your son?"