Beigong Hongtian's body exuded endless killing intent, but just as he was about to attack Ye Chen, a pair of skinny hands pressed down on his shoulders.
"Hongtian, you shouldn't be like this. Ye Shitian…"
"I can sense that there's a very powerful force in his body!"
An old man in white slowly emerged from the darkness and said, "At the very least, that power was left behind by an expert on the same level as me."
"Je might be a descendant of some top-tier family who somehow ended up in a low-level martial plane. If he doesn't die prematurely, I'm afraid that his future achievements will be terrifying!"
"In fact, it won't be long before our Beigong family can only look up to this young man!"
At this moment, Beigong Hongtian's eyes widened in disbelief.
The Beigong family would look up to this little b*stard?
What a joke!
Even if Ye Shitian was given 10,000 years, it would still be impossible!
