"Alright! Little bastard, I'm not in the mood to play house with you. Get lost."
Ye Wuhen glanced at Wang Teng coldly and said domineeringly. Then, he looked at Wang Xuanzhi, and said, "Go back and tell Wang Ling that Violet Cloud Training Hall is a good friend of my Ye family. Tell him not to have any ideas. If you anger me, don't blame me for turning against you! Others might be afraid of your Wang Clan, but I, Ye Wuhen, am not. If you're unconvinced and want to spar, I'll welcome you at any time."
As soon as these words were spoken, a shocking murderous aura instantly soared. Wang Xuanzhi's face instantly darkened and he broke out in cold sweat.
Damn it! This old thing actually interfered?
Wang Xuanzhi felt bitter. He was different from Wang Teng. He came with a mission.
