“It’s impressive that your clan’s old man is still alive.” Li Qiye glanced at her and smiled.

“It is thanks to your blessing, Young Master.” Ye Lingyao took a deep breath, realizing that Li Qiye cared about the previous ties with her forefather. At the very least, he wouldn’t make it difficult for juniors like them.

“It has nothing to do with me. There is an adage about this - evil people live a long life. The more bad deeds, the more they can go on.” Li Qiye shook his head.

She smiled at the joke - a smile as beautiful as a blossoming flower. However, this was disrespectful towards...