It was Yaen Chi!
Not just him, by his side were Mo Tingshen, Loo Jinyang, and Huo Linxi.
Behind them stood a number of rich second-generation youths from Rongcheng City, many of whom were heirs to top-tier financial conglomerates. You could randomly pick one of them, and their influence alone could outmatch all the guests present combined.
Indeed, the Ye family could not even reach the threshold of these financial tycoons' lowest ranks.
Even Old Master Ye could not remain seated anymore. He anxiously got up, forgetting his difficulty in walking, and stumbled. Ye Congde supported him, and then he frantically reached for his cane.
His old eyes stared blankly as if seeing shimmering gold, "Quick, quick..."
Yaen Chi, hands in pockets, walked up to Nan Jiaojiao and asked, "Are you alright?"
Nan Jiaojiao shook her head, "No."
"Lucky for you, or else—"
