Mad Southern Ye, You're Not Dead?

At the border between China and Myanmar, Lincang that connected Dali to the north, and Treasure Mountains to the west, between the Cang Lan River and the Nu River, a thin figure sped through the air. When he entered China, his dark eyes studied the world, and there was a button in the depths of his indifferent eyes. It was flowing.

"China, I, Ye Chen, am back!"

Ye Chen spread his hands and felt the fresh air of his motherland. He seemed to be reminiscing and excited, "We'll reach Lin City in half an hour. I wonder how dad, mom, and Yuhan are doing."

Right at this moment, shrill cries and sounds of battle came from the river in the distance, accompanied by the fluctuation of energy.

Ye Chen focused his gaze and lifted his head to look. He saw a ship on the river 300 meters away. There were two groups of people fighting intensely on the ship. People would fall into the river from time to time, and their blood dyed the surrounding water red.