Old man Yun ignored Yun qianxue and quickly rushed to Yun He's side. He grabbed Yun He's hand and asked excitedly,""Yunhe, are you alright? You're fine ..."
Before old man Yun finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. If this person wasn't Yun He, then who was he?
He quickly retreated and wanted to back away, but the person who came held his hand tightly and quickly gave Yun He a specially made bewitching pill. Almost in an instant, the man in front of him became his good sun Yunhe in old master Yun's heart.
"He 'er, you didn't die. It's great that you're fine."
Old master Yun cried out in excitement.
Yun qianxue, who was behind him, finally reacted. She carefully looked at the person who looked exactly like her brother.
No, this person was not her brother. She had seen her brother die in the hands of a man in red with her own eyes.
Who was this person?
"Grandfather, he's not, he's not my brother."
