“Oh? Where’s my brother? I can’t see him?”

Ximen Yeshui evaluated his surroundings. Within the crowd, he could not see Ye Qingyu at all.

As Qin Zhishui heard this, he also hurriedly began searching amongst his surroundings.

There were only about twenty or so people on the yard. Sweeping his eyes everywhere, he really did not see Ye Qingyu’s figure.

“My silly brother, will he still be burying the dead people below the mountain?” Ximen Yeshui’s face had ...