As Elder Yang sighed, Yao Ye, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, his red eyes were especially dazzling.
He stood up, and when his gaze swept over his head of silver hair, his expression changed.
The various scenes in that room flashed through his mind. Yao Ye's already pale face became even paler…
His head was full of white hair and his face was pale.
At this moment, Yao Ye seemed especially haggard.
"You're awake."
Yao Ye looked up, and an unknown light flashed in his red eyes.
He sat up and quietly leaned against the wall.
His thin lips pursed tightly. After a long while, he only said,"She…" Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Elder Yang waved his hand." With me around, nothing will happen to my disciple.""
"It's good that you're fine."
Although he had lost consciousness at that time, everything that had happened at that time flashed clearly in his mind.
He still remembered it clearly…
He had almost harmed her…