Twenty years ago, at this exact time, it had always been a sensitive point for Old Master LI.
But what about twenty years later?
Li Yancheng finally regained some composure, but as soon as he looked up, he saw someone he had always despised entering, escorted by two shadow guards.
Su Yang.
His looks were already extremely outstanding, and the experiences of the past few years had further refined his aura.
He was not yet twenty-three, yet he exuded a profound depth.
In terms of presence, he was not at all inferior to LI Yanchen, who had been meticulously groomed by the LI family.
LI Yanchen's pupils contracted sharply, his expression cracking for the first time. "You?"
LI Yuzhi's son, who he had been searching for twenty years, was Su Yang?!
This was a blatant slap to his face.