"Wang Jun, this is..." After Ye Xiwen left, someone finally could not hold back any longer and asked.
"This is Uncle Ye, the neighbor from where I used to live. He watched me grow up!" Wang Jun said, his face wreathed in a sunny smile.
The others immediately could not help grumbling. Why were their own neighbors so ordinary? Why did none of their neighbors possess such heaven-defying power?
Comparing oneself to others really could make one mad.
Another case of someone else's neighbor.
"Just what is the background of this Uncle Ye of yours?" someone asked carefully, choosing their words.
"I don't know either. He had already lived there before I was even born. No one knows where he came from!" Wang Jun said.
It was impossible to say that he was not curious. He had asked about it as a child, but Ye Xiwen had never loosened his lips on that subject.
He himself was already beset by troubles. If others learned that they had any connection with him, it would undoubtedly bring calamity crashing down upon them. Thus, Ye Xiwen had never revealed anything in this regard.
The expressions on everyone's faces varied. Whether they believed it or not, only they themselves knew. Yet they also understood that such things could not be envied, and many matters were not for them to pry into.
Compared with true top-tier great figures, they were less than nothing.
However, they became even more certain of one thing: they had to befriend Wang Jun. That great figure clearly thought highly of Wang Jun. Wang Jun's rise would soon be within sight, and it was absolutely necessary to establish a good relationship with such a great figure in advance.
At the same time, a thought arose in their hearts. Perhaps they should