Some people remain children all their lives, while some people never had a childhood.
In this world, people are different.
Yet Ye Xingchen and Ye Fusheng are remarkably similar; they are both extremely stable, a reaction formed from experiencing too many storms.
There are not many things that can surprise both of them, and even fewer that can surprise them both at the same time.
Shen Yue caught a glimpse of the astonishment in the father and son, and promptly turned his head to look at Wan'er in the coffin.
His judgment was that only something concerning Wan'er would cause such a reaction from the Ye father and son.
Inside the Crystal Coffin, Wan'er appeared normal.
Yet an image flashed through Shen Yue's mind—Wan'er's eyeballs seemed to move slightly under her eyelids as she lay in the Crystal Coffin.
"What's going on?" Shen Yue asked incredulously. The image in his mind was something from a moment ago? The Ye father and son were so horrified because they had seen this.
