"Cripple his limbs! I want him to know what cruelty is!"
Ye Xingyun said viciously.
Yi Tianming's gaze was filled with coldness. He had already sentenced him to death.
"What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what I said?!"
"Brother Yun, this... What if Master Mo blames us?"
"Yes."
Although they were usually tyrannical and bullied the disciples of the sect, this was the first time they had wanted to break someone's four limbs.
This was too ruthless.
Furthermore, this was Mo Qingmeng's friend. If Mo Qingmeng were to blame them, they would not be like Ye Xingyun who could get away because of his powerful background.
In the end, they would still suffer.
"What's there to be afraid of? Other than that matter, I'll take responsibility!"
He did not think about anything right now. All he wanted was for this lowly ant to kneel in front of him and repent!
