Why do they love being riddle tellers?
They know who it is, but he doesn't!
Did you forget that there was someone else in the car?
“I met him once more, but we were good friends,” Jiang Yuan replied.
He was the first person who could fool her.
“Um, Mr. Xia, the one you’re talking about is…” Li Chengdao couldn’t hold back any longer and asked.
He's a gossipy person, and it's really unbearable to just listen to what they're saying without knowing who they are.
“Mr. Ye Shanhe,” Xia Yeming said without hiding anything.
He met Mr. Ye abroad.
He received an antique, but it looked very strange in his hand, so he asked someone to invite Ye Shanhe to take a look.
Ye Shanhe immediately noticed the problem with the antique and advised him to bury it in the ground. As for the money, he said it was a loss and there was no need to pursue it further.
Afterwards, he listened to Ye Shanhe's advice and buried the antique in the ground, considering it a lesson learned. He didn't intend to get the money back from the other party.
A few days later, I heard that the person who bought his antique had gotten into trouble.
Then, that person's family also had an accident.
He was very glad that he listened to Ye Shanhe's advice at the time, otherwise he thought he would be the one who got into trouble.
He then visited the family with generous gifts.
Although Ye Shanhe was old and held a high position, he never acted arrogantly because of his age and was always kind to others.
After that, he would occasionally invite Ye Shanhe to go to appraise treasures together, just in case the previous situation happened again.
Over time, they became friends.
Upon learning that Ye Shanhe had returned, he went to visit him.
Seeing that he was so thin and frail, as if he would die at any moment, he volunteered to take care of him, also to see him off on his final journey.
"What? Mr. Ye!"
"He went back to China?"
Li Chengdao was so surprised that he said "what?" three times.
"Yes," Xia Yeming nodded in response.
In the field of magic, everyone knows Ye Shanhe.
He is the role model that younger generations admire and strive to emulate.
No matter who is in front of him, they must call him "Old Master".
"Ah, Mr. Ye must be in his eighties or nineties by now," Li Chengdao sighed softly.
At this age, the next hurdle to face is death.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death.
No one can escape this law.
Apart from……
Li Chengdao glanced at Jiang Yuan.
He suspected that Jiang Yuan might be an immortal, but he didn't dare to say it aloud.
Sometimes, it's better to pretend you don't know than to know.
As long as he knows it in his heart, that's enough!
The driver drove the car to the hospital entrance and slowly brought it to a stop.
"We've arrived," Xia Yeming said, looking at the hospital in front of him. He then got out of the car with Jiang Yuan and the others.
"I remember Mr. Ye wasn't from H City," Li Chengdao said, puzzled.
"Mr. Ye only lived in D City with his mother when he was a child; he was actually from H City," Xia Yeming explained.
"I see." Li Chengdao nodded, suddenly realizing.
"Master Jiang, let's go." Xia Yeming looked at Jiang Yuan and invited her to go into the hospital.
As they entered the hospital, everyone's eyes fell on the three of them.
One is a famous antique appraisal expert, another is a metaphysical livestreamer with millions of followers, and the third is a Taoist priest named Li who was also famous before but has now returned to his Taoist temple to cultivate and still posts daily vlogs for them.
The three of them standing together were already quite eye-catching; one was beautiful, and the other was handsome.
When they walk together, who can help but notice them?
Of course, after what happened before, those people didn't dare to approach them. They just watched silently from the sidelines as they passed by and got on the elevator.
Xia Yeming led Jiang Yuan and the others to the hospital's deluxe single-room area and stopped outside one of the rooms.
"Master Jiang, Old Master Ye is inside," Xia Yeming said, then opened the door and respectfully invited Jiang Yuan in.
Since Ye Shanhe said he wanted to see Jiang Yuan, he must want to meet with her alone and catch up.
"Okay." Jiang Yuan gave a soft "okay" and stepped into the ward.
The room was clean and tidy, with the smell of disinfectant permeating the air.
Jiang Yuan looked at Ye Shanhe, who was lying on the clean white hospital bed, looking emaciated. He was wearing an oxygen machine, his complexion was very bad, and his body was extremely weak.
As he himself said, this was probably the last time he would see him.
When Ye Shanhe saw Jiang Yuan, his eyes reddened and tears welled up in them.
His mouth moved slightly, and he weakly said, "My lord."
Although the Jiang Yuan before him did not look like the Jiang Yuan he had met sixty or seventy years ago, this sense of familiarity told him that he had not made a mistake.
She was Jiang Yuan, whom he knew.
"I never thought I'd see you again, sir," Ye Shanhe continued, his words filled with joy.
Being able to see my friends before I die is worth it.
He had heard about Jiang Yuan from his friends in China, who said she was a rising metaphysical streamer who was very skilled in magic.
He didn't take it to heart at the time, assuming it was just someone with the same name.
After all, how could the mighty King Yama possibly stoop to being a metaphysical streamer in the mortal world?
Lord Yama has more important things to do.
But after watching her live stream, he became certain that she was Yama, the King of Hell.
That arrogant little brat who once called her the King of Hell in front of him.
"Yes, I never expected to see you on your deathbed," Jiang Yuan said softly, as if she were a friend she hadn't seen for many years.
Her words were blunt, directly announcing his death.
Ye Shanhe was not surprised.
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