A newcomer appeared: an old man wearing a white robe. He looked extremely aged, seemingly older than the Supreme Elder of the Kas Clan.
Upon seeing the old man, Ye Feng frowned slightly.
According to Ye Feng's estimate, this person must be over a hundred years old, right?
"Mr. Hiroshi Ochi, save me!" Seeing the newcomer, the old man with a white beard, who was dying, suddenly brightened up and pleaded urgently.
Hiroshi Ochi was his friend, and Hiroshi Ochi still owed him a favor.
Most importantly, Hiroshi Ochi was much stronger than him and was considered an invincible powerhouse.
Therefore, he instantly felt hopeful.
"Hmm!" Hiroshi Ochi nodded to him and then, looking at Ye Feng, asked somewhat puzzledly, "What grudge or resentment do you have with the Kas Clan that makes you want them dead?"
"I've said it before, as long as he hands over the family heirloom, I will leave immediately." Looking at Hiroshi Ochi in front of him, Ye Feng felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.
