Ye Chen's cold eyes were fixed on Han Daoshan's retreating figure.
Truth be told, he had no interest in the Mo family or the Han family. If not for Han Yun, he would not have come here.
However, Han Daoshan's attitude had now ignited the anger in Ye Chen's heart.
He was the prey? Not necessarily!
The cage formation was completely sealed, and as he looked around, he noted the expressions of indifference and mockery around him.
In the eyes of the strong, the weak were just toys for them to play with. To them, Ye Chen was just like that.
Fang Chengjin's lips curled into a cold smile. Even if Ye Chen had that spear, he would still be crushed by Fang Chengjin if they fought.
