Now he's carrying a somewhat ragged bag, with ten thousand yuan inside, and he's quite nervous, as if afraid someone might rob him...
"My name is Ye Hao, I'll give you a number to memorize by heart when you finally bring your mother out, you'll need a place to live. If you have nowhere to stay, it would inconvenience your mother greatly, so remember to call me. I live near this square," Ye Hao said, then took out a slip of paper and wrote down his number.
"Thank you, Brother Ye Hao. I've memorized your number now," said the Nanling Martial Fool as he looked at the slip of paper Ye Hao handed him, committed it to memory. This could be the refuge needed for bringing his mother out! He had to be careful.
"No need for thanks. Once you're out, if you want your own life, I'll let you search for it. If you still don't know what you want, why not follow me? I have many like-minded brothers here, and I hope you can become one of them," said Ye Hao.
