Before Wang Han could finish speaking, Ye Qingxuan pulled out his saber. Instead of taking his life, he cut off his two arms. "Trash, I won't kill you today. Get back and tell your Patriarch to wash his neck and wait for me."
Ye Qingxuan was filled with killing intent as he said coldly. His domineering aura suppressed Wang Han until he did not dare to say a word. At this moment, he no longer had the arrogance from before. There was only fear in his eyes.
He never thought that there would be someone who would not be afraid of the omnipotent Wang family. Not only that, he actually dared to cut off his two arms. One had to know that he was a representative sent by the Wang family and was a direct descendant.
How could the Heavenly Courts dare! He was very angry and afraid. He did not dare to say another word and silently left Mount Buzhou with his two arms. After he left, Ye Qiu put away his smile and his eyes revealed a trace of killing intent.
