of that person's mouth, it sounded as terrible as slaughtering a pig. Ye Fan couldn't help but furrow his brows, but the man seemed intoxicated, his face full of endless melancholy and sorrow.After hi...t my people into camp as soon as possible.This night, Ye Fan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He was simply too restless. He got up abruptly, sat on the and smoked a few cigarettes, but he s...