C590 The Request

The old man kept cursing, but Wu Yue just sat there in a daze.

After a long time, Wu Yue's face finally showed a hint of happiness. He raised his head and asked the old man blankly, "Am I not going to die?"

"Damn it, it's fine if you don't need to die, but where's my little Yellow Dragon? Tell me, where did my little Yellow Dragon go?"

The old man grabbed Wu Yue from the bed and asked fiercely