After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife asked for forgiveness

at this time,

Ye Feng came to the north of Yuhe Garden.

There are towering mountains and overgrown weeds here. Behind the mountains is a huge lake with pleasant scenery.

According to his childhood memories, Ye Feng came to the pile of rocks at the foot of the mountain.

"Young Master, you are finally here."

Li Zhengde came over hurriedly with a basket of food in his hand, looking extremely anxious.

"How is he?" Ye Feng appeared calm on the surface, but was very anxious inside.

"I don't know the specific situation."

Li Zhengde said, "After I said goodbye to you just now, I came to deliver food to the master according to the daily arrangement. However, this time, I couldn't open the stone door of the mausoleum. Before I called you, I vaguely heard a loud noise coming from inside."

"Can't get in?"

Ye Feng frowned.

Uncle Li is responsible for the old man's daily diet, so it is impossible for the old man not to let him in.

"So what did you hear?"

"Forehead!"

Li Zhengde thought for a moment before saying, "It sounded like rocks exploding. The ground was shaking slightly at that time."

Ye Feng was in deep thought.

It seems that the situation is indeed not optimistic. The breakthrough must have failed, so the old man locked himself in and did not want outsiders to enter.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Feng pushed Li Zhengde away and then slammed his palm towards the stone gate.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the stone door weighing several tons was shattered in an instant.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Ye Feng stepped in first, followed closely by Li Zhengde.

Walking down into the main tomb chamber, one is greeted by a gloomy scene. On the walls, only a few scattered kerosene lamps, each one about to run out of fuel, are lit.

A cold breath came towards him, and Ye Feng had a bad feeling.

"Where is the old man?" Ye Feng asked.

"In the coffin room."

Li Zhengde took the lead and walked in.

As he walked, he began to feel a little scared. He had never felt this way before.

Fortunately, Ye Feng was there, otherwise he really wouldn't dare to go in alone.

When they reached the door of the main coffin chamber, they found that it was locked.

"Master, it's time to eat." Li Zhengde called out as usual.

However, there was no response.

He repeated, "Master, it's time to eat. Come out and have something to eat."

The result is still the same.

There is no motivation at all.

Then he continued to shout five or six times, but there was still no sound from inside.

"Young Master, what should we do?" Li Zhengde became even more anxious.

"I come!"

Ye Feng shouted towards the stone gate, "Ye Huang, can you hear me? I am Ye Feng, the doctor who treated you. Remember? If you hear anything, please say something."

This time, there was finally movement.

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from inside: "Little brother, are you here?"

The voice was very low, and Ye Feng could feel that the person who spoke seemed very weak.

"Yes, what's your situation now? Is it convenient for me to come in?" Ye Feng wanted to blow up the stone door again, but he was afraid that the old man would be unhappy.

At this time, the voice inside became a little louder:

"Little brother, it's useless. I have already failed."

"Thank you for your help, little brother. It's my own incompetence that keeps me from taking that step. You all should go back."

The voice is very sad.

Li Zhengde hurriedly shouted, "Master, please come out first. With Mr. Ye here, everything can be solved."

Ye Feng also said: "Ye Huang, trust me, open the door."

"it's useless."

The old man became increasingly discouraged. "I have lost all my internal energy and my cultivation is gone. Unless I am given another eighty years, I will not be able to return to the peak of the acquired realm, let alone a breakthrough."

His life has come to an end. If he can't break through, he will die.

All internal energy lost?

Ye Feng practiced the method of cultivating Taoism and didn't know much about ancient martial arts, but he felt that it might be possible for him to solve the problem.

"Open the door first!"

Ye Feng didn't dare to blow up the stone door, for fear that the flying debris would cause harm to the old man.

However, no matter how they tried to persuade him, Ye Huang remained indifferent and seemed to have accepted his fate.

Time passes by bit by bit, and it's not a solution to keep wasting time like this.

Li Zhengde hesitated for a long time and spoke again, "Master, don't you want to see Young Master Ye Feng before you die?"

This sentence is particularly effective.

After he finished speaking, a voice came out again from inside, "It's useless. I can't wait for him anymore. I hope he can forgive me after I die."

Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes turned red.

Suddenly he said, "Grandpa, I'm here. I'm right in front of you. Open the door."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Time seemed to have stopped.

Soon, the voice inside became excited, "What did you say? What did you call me just now?"

Ye Feng spoke again, "Grandpa, it's me, I'm Xiao Feng."

"master."

Li Zhengde also spoke up, "This old slave has not let you down. I have found the young master. He is right in front of you. Come out and take a look."

"Are you telling the truth?"

"It's absolutely true. Even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare to deceive you." Li Zhengde's voice choked with sobs.

He had promised Ye Feng not to reveal it for the time being, but now that things had come to this, he couldn't care less.

If the master died like this and even his grandson could not recognize him, he, Li Zhengde, would be a sinner.

Ye Feng called out again, "Grandpa, open the door."

Finished!

Yay, the door slowly opened.

Seeing this, the two of them hurried into the inner room.

When they saw Ye Batian, they were both stunned, because at this moment he looked like a dying cancer patient, his body like a skinny dried corpse.

"Master, how come you are like this after just one day?"

Li Zhengde supported him and felt that he was very light, weighing only about 60 or 70 kilograms.

"Xiao Feng, are you really my Xiao Feng?"

Ye Batian looked up at Ye Feng, his dim eyes flashing with light.

He was already very satisfied to be able to see Ye Feng before he died.

"It's me, I really am Xiao Feng." Ye Feng nodded, his eyes red.

"Okay, okay, God has been kind to me. I didn't expect that I could see you before I die." Ye Batian looked excited.

The first time he saw Ye Feng, he felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy. Unexpectedly, it was really Xiao Feng.

"It's okay. You won't die as long as I'm here. Let me help you first."

Ye Feng grabbed Ye Batian's wrist and began to diagnose.

After a while.

The result shocked him. He was indeed at the point of exhaustion again. Moreover, this time, all his internal energy had dissipated and there was no possibility of survival.

Li Zhengde asked anxiously: "Xiao Feng, what's wrong?"

"Not good"

Ye Feng frowned, his heart aching.

He has saved countless lives and cured countless illnesses, and has been able to change the fate of countless people who were on the verge of death. Could it be that when it comes to his loved ones, he is helpless?

He was very unwilling.

"It's okay. I've accepted my fate. Grandpa is already very satisfied to see you."

Ye Badao held Ye Feng's hand and asked, "Can you forgive Grandpa?"