Lin Mo's heart stirred, "Your sister?"
"You're the Prince's uncle? You are the one he is talking about, Huo Hua?"
Zhang Ye smiled faintly, "When you break the word Ye apart, it is Huo Hua."
Lin Mo's face changed slightly, "You're here to ask for someone?"
Zhang Ye exhaled his cigarette and said softly, "It's not like I'm asking for someone."
"I'm just here to ask you for a favour, let my sister go first."
"Then, hand over your life to me again."
Lin Mo's face changed, this Huo Hua, using the blandest of tones, saying the bloodiest of things, how on earth did he cultivate this kind of character.
Thinking about the Crown Prince and the poisonous spider, Lin Mo suddenly realised that these three people, all had particularly strange personalities ah.
Lin Mo said, "You've just arrived in Guangyang City, so you probably don't know what's going on over here."
Huo Hua waved his hand, "Of course I know what's happening in Guangyang City."
"I also know that someone is deliberately trying to get me to deal with you."
"But, I had no choice. Only by killing you, the person behind the curtain, can my nephew be released."
"However, don't worry, after I save my nephew, I will help you kill everyone who is involved in this matter and help you take revenge!"
Lin Mo gritted his teeth, this Huo Hua, too, did not put him in his eyes.
"Sorry, can't do it!"
"I can help you save the Crown Prince, but, I can't die yet!"
Lin Mo said back in a deep voice.
Fire Hua smiled gently, "I'm afraid this matter is not up to you!"
Lin Mo was instantly annoyed, "I know you are very strong, but don't you forget that this is Guangyang City, my place in Nanba Tian!"
"Even if you could kill me, would Nanba Tian let you go?"
Fire Hua laughed lightly as he once again moved forward a little and said softly, "There's just a bit of time, why don't you listen to my story?"
Lin Mo was slightly puzzled, but still nodded his head.
"My story is a bit long ......," Zhang Ye lit another cigarette, his eyes falling into reminiscence, "I was born in an era of scarcity of materials and in an unfortunate family."
"My sister was three years older than me, and when I was six, she was nine."
"That was also the year my mother ran away with a small boss, and my father chased after her, leaving us siblings at home."
"Fortunately, there was some food in the house and we managed to hang on for a while."
"But unfortunately, you need to burn a fire to cook and there were only three matches left in the house."
"In those days, a penny would buy a candy bar, and ten cents would buy ten and give you two free."
"But I also had a total of two candies until I was six years old."
"One was picked up by my sister outside, and the child who lost the candy cried for a long time."
"One was brought to coax me by the little boss who tricked my mother away... Oh, sometimes I wonder if my mother wouldn't have gone with him if I hadn't asked for that candy?"
"There was food at home, and without vegetables we could just eat the staples."
"But without matches, it would have been a real hunger."
"So my sister came up with the idea of going to someone's house and stealing matches."
"I still remember that the house my sister stole from at the time was our next door neighbour. The first time my sister stole something, she asked me to stand guard outside while she went to the kitchen to steal the matches. As a result, my sister had just come out of the kitchen when the lady of the house saw her."
"The woman was a shrew, and when she took the matches out of my sister's pocket, she kicked my sister into the yard, picked up a piece of firewood and beat her for ten minutes, cursing her with all the nasty words."
"I didn't understand anything at the time, I would just cry and beg her not to hit my sister."
"It wasn't until finally some elderly people in the village couldn't stand it anymore and stopped the shrew that my sister was saved."
"Later, an old grandmother gave us a box of matches, which kept us going for a while."