At this point, a look of longing appeared on his face.
His mind was filled with thoughts of his wife and children. As long as Wang Changyue and Ye Haitang's siblings remained safe and sound, Ye Lin would be satisfied.
Shangguan Wei was too powerful. He did not believe the Wang Family had the strength to help him take revenge. The grudges of the previous generation did not need to be passed on to the next, and he did not want Ye Haitang to live solely for revenge.
As parents, all they wished for was that their children would be safe and healthy. Only afterward did they hope for them to become dragons and phoenixes among men.
Suddenly, the baby boy in Ye Lin's arms began bawling.
"Not good, Yutong's hungry. Brother-in-law, make yourself at home. I have to go find Changyue."
Ye Lin called out to Wang Changsheng before quickly walking inside.
Wang Changsheng sighed, took out his Message Disk, and input a Hand Seal.
"Qiufeng, still no news of Bingbing?"
"Ninth Uncle-Grandfather, not yet. Seventh Uncle has brought a group of clansmen over."
Wang Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he instructed, "Qingshan has arrived? Have him come to my residence. I have something to discuss with him."
Not long afterward, Wang Changsheng met Wang Qingshan at his residence.
Wang Qingshan had already reached the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment, and Wang Changsheng was delighted.
"Excellent, Qingshan. I thought you were only at the Foundation Establishment eighth level!"
Wang Qingshan shook his head and said humbly, "It was all thanks to my Master's guidance. Otherwise, it would have taken your nephew more than ten years to reach this point."
Wang Changsheng nodded in satisfaction. This was how it should be—neither arrogant nor impatient. He asked about the current situation