Ye Wudao gently grasped her palm, signaling her not to be afraid, he was there. At this time, Ye Wudao finally spoke up and said, "Are you a person of Sheng Tianji?"
"Kid, you do have some insight. I can tell that you're also a martial artist, but I advise you not to meddle in other people's business," the fisherman glanced at Ye Wudao and threatened him bluntly.
"What if I say no? I just don't get it. What exactly did Sheng Tianji offer you to make a formidable expert like you stoop to being their lapdog?" Ye Wudao mocked him.
"You're courting death!"
The fisherman wielded the pole in his hand and swung it towards Ye Wudao, turning it into a sky full of bamboo shadows that swept over him. It was no wonder that the fisherman looked down on Ye Wudao.
