Lady Yao Yue was taking care of Ye Chen on the third floor, in a room resplendent with gold and splendor. It was probably Kun Sha's bedroom, for the bed was at least two meters wide. Ye Chen looked very small lying on it. Lady Yao Yue touched Ye Chen's forehead, but he showed no signs of waking up, no matter how loudly she called out to him. She was becoming anxious.
"Sigh, what secrets does this bastard have hidden behind him?" Lady Yao Yue frowned. Could it really be true that three days of absence make a big difference? She had only been separated from Ye Chen for a bit over a year, and yet this guy had become so powerful. He not only slew Kun Sha but also killed over a hundred of Kun Sha's elite men. Now, looking back, her efforts to train and improve Ye Chen seemed so ridiculous. Maybe this guy had just been toying with her from the start.
