While the elders and enforcers were discussing,
Tuoba Ye's face was overcast with an extremely grim expression.
This Yang Luo had always been a thorn in his side.
He wished he could eliminate him and be done with it.
Yet on their side, several major sects had dispatched elders to kill the boy, but all had ended in failure.
If the boy had been alone, he would probably have been killed by them long ago.
The key issue was that the boy had good relations with so many families and sects; there was always someone to protect him, allowing him to survive time and again.
This rendered him furious, wishing he could tear Yang Luo to pieces alive.
However, for the sake of the bigger picture, he now had to endure in silence.
"Valley Master, Yang Luo is growing stronger by the day. Are we going to continue tolerating this boy's arrogance?"
One of the enforcers asked through gritted teeth.
