"It's been three years, and there's still no change. He's still a useless coward. It's a waste of the latest gene drug developed by the group.",After a moment's pause, Jiang Yan, who had been lying "unconscious" in the courtyard, sprang up like a carp leaping over a waterfall. He twitched his lips and sneered disdainfully.,Given Jiang Yan's current situation, he could only rely on himself. Or rather, the mysterious "furnace" in his palm.。