The grand young master of the Ye Family, who once commanded with such authority, now knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing.
With his kowtowing, not only Old Master Ye and Ye Zhitian, but also the other members of the Ye family, all prostrated themselves and begged for mercy.
The voice sighed.
"I really did not want to kill so many people, but there was no other way. With the pitiful power you scoundrels possess, you are not fit to be my slaves. You do not have that qualification, let alone join me in killing Shen Zhou."
"I have already tried once and do not wish to try a second time."
"To make the same mistake once is an error, but to make it twice is foolishness, so just wait down there. I will find a way to make Shen Zhou come and keep you all company, alright?"
At the end, the voice even held a hint of pleading, but to everyone in the Ye family, it was like the harbinger of death, the Death Sentence.
