"Father!"
Both Ye Xingtian and Ye Xinglin's shocked faces immediately drained of color. They hurriedly rushed forward to support Ye Lan's body and their eyes filled with anxiety.
"Father, is your body getting worse?" Ye Xingtian's heart was full of worry, "It's been so many years and you've also managed to break through to the rank of a Martial Supreme. Yet it seems that the poison is still lingering in your body?"
Ye Lan bitterly shook his head, "If it had not been for this poison, I would have broken pass the rank of a low-level Martial Supreme long ago. Now... I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold on for much longer. Because I know that I don't have much time left that I hoped Nuo'er could work a little harder and grow up before I pass on. With his talent, it won't be too difficult for him to surpass me."
