Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Miaoxue looked up. The moment she saw Ye Yu, clad in his black robe, hovering in the air, a smile immediately graced her lips.

For reasons she couldn’t explain, Ye Yu’s arrival brought her an immense sense of peace.

On the other hand, Ye Zhouhao’s expression turned ashen, his eyes locking onto the figure in the sky. He could scarcely believe it—the very person who had killed his son, Ye Xiujié, had dared to show up here, and so quickly at that.

Something wasn’t right.

Absolutely not.

The Forbidden Yin River Ye Family had been …