Looking at his foe's head at a close distance, Yang Tian turned around, his shoulders shaking.
A while later, he spun to Ye Chen with gratitude on his face. He said two words loudly, "Thanks, brother!"
Nobody knew how emotional he felt when he said that.
He had gone through so much before this. His wife had died a horrible death while his son could die anytime. While his foe had been out there enjoying life, he had to suppress the humiliation to butter up to the latter.
At present, his life was different. His foe was beheaded and his son saved. Now that he had reunited with his old buddy, he was completely relieved.
Ye Chen glanced at the crowd below expressionlessly. The people held their heads down one after another as nobody dared to look at him. They did not even dare to breathe loudly because they were scared that this malefic being was not done killing yet.
