chapter 318 Lane Containment(2)

Nicholas' palm trembled again. His face, only forty-five years old, seemed as weathered as someone in their seventies or eighties. He sighed heavily.

"Go on, spend some time with her!"

Eric Ye nodded his head and left the courtyard house. Nicholas stood with his hands behind his back, looking at a towering tree in front of him, his eyes trembling.

"Jonathan, could it really be you? Nine years have passed, are you still alive?"

Guilt and self-blame flickered in his eyes...