Chapter 2250 The Young Master Meets Again

Mrs. Li Ze's eyes lit up at once. She was certainly familiar with Mu Yuan's last name. "Can you really guarantee it?"

"I can!" Mu Yuan said firmly.

Even if his power was not that great, his father had it, and his uncle had it too. It was definitely worth it to exchange for this information. Mrs. Li Ze's eyes were filled with tears. "He opened a safe in the bank..."

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After a while, Mu Yuan pushed the door open and came out. Mrs. Li Ze sat on the ground and wiped her tears. She stood up slowly, very sad. She didn't want to get involved in these right and wrongs anymore.

Mu Yuan called Cai Zhou and asked him to go to the bank to get something. Then he gave him a codeword. After hearing the order, Cai Zhou packed up his things, took a tablet, and quickly went out to the bank. A car followed him silently.

Mu Yuan hurried out and bumped into a tall man. He stumbled, stood up hurriedly, and helped the other person. He touched the skinny arm, almost touching the bone. There was a more distinct mark on the arm.

The mark of the former Liuhe Society.

Mu Yuan was a little absent-minded and heard a weak voice, "Sorry, I took the medicine and didn't notice anyone, I'm sorry..."

His voice was a little soft and a little shy. Mu Yuan suddenly raised his head and saw a sick and pale face. The man in front of him was very tall, and felt about the same as Jack, but he was much thinner, with extremely white skin, a circle of dark blue around his eye sockets, but his facial features were very clear. Because he was too thin, his eyes were clearly black and white, his hair was a little sparse, slightly long, and curled into a small tail, he looked very well-behaved, and he wore a small black earring on his ear.

Mu Yuan felt that the man in front of him was particularly familiar, as if there was a face overlapping with him in his memory, but it was too strange. The face in his memory was gentle and bright, with a bright and shy smile, not like such a sick look. He seemed to be dying in the next second, and the blood vessels on his face were so white that they were clearly visible.

"Young Master?"

"Xiao Yuan?"

Mu Yuan went undercover when he was 18 years old. Five years have passed. The young He Chunwang has grown into a tall and thin young man. His face is very different from that of his youth, as if he has been reborn. Five years seem to be unkind to him, and he has tortured a young and sunny boy into a weak and broken young man.

"You..." Mu Yuan was a little absent-minded, but He Chunwang's eyes were a little evasive. Just as he was about to escape, he was grabbed by Mu Yuan's wrist. He Chunwang was holding a first-generation medicine in his hand, as if he was seeing a doctor. Mu Yuan took a look at the name of the medicine. Some of the medicines he had seen in Ye Ling were very familiar, and he had an idea in his mind.

Mu Yuan's feelings for He Chunwang were too complicated.

When he was undercover, the only person he felt sorry for was He Chunwang. Later, the laboratory exploded and so many people died. He didn't know what role He Chunwang played in it. Since then, He Chunwang disappeared.

Xie Jinghuan said that he disappeared out of thin air, just like that, he should have gone with King, or joined the Agent Island, maybe he was just used by someone and didn't know it.

Maybe, he is dead too.

Mu Yuan's feelings for He Chunwang are too complicated.

"Are you sick?"

He Chunwang lowered his head, a little timid, and didn't dare to look directly into Mu Yuan's eyes, "I want to go home."