Xu Ke turned his head, his heart sinking.
He was facing two old men he did not recognize.
But they shared a common trait—they were Innate Martial Artists.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Chang Yi." On Xu Ke's left, an elderly man in a short-sleeved shirt, looking vibrant and possessing a formidable aura, gave Xu Ke an elegant smile.
Chang Yi…
Xu Ke's pupils contracted slightly.
This was a man who, like Ouyang Shuang, served as a venerable Innate supporter of the Huang Family.
On Xu Ke's right was a small, thin old man dressed in Tang attire, his face bearing a sinister smile. "Hello. You can call me Uncle Qiu. My young master instructed me to take good care of you."
This was the elder who had been sitting in the passenger seat of Ye Yunfeng's car last night.
Uncle Qiu… Surnamed Qiu.
Xu Ke slowly exhaled.
Wang Wu had told him this man belonged to Ye Yunfeng. He had no way out!
