Sixth Master also heard the sarcasm in Ye Xiaofei's voice, but since he was holding a Protective Talisman, he feared no one in terms of momentum. With a ruffian's laughter, he said, "Cyan Dye Scrapyard, don't miss it."
Ye Xiaofei wanted to lash out, but the other party had already hung up the phone. Cyan Dye Scrapyard in three hours?!
He had to stay calm; he must make it to Sixth Master's side within three hours, or who knows what tricks Sixth Master might pull.
It was clear from before that Sixth Master would resort to any means to get Xia Wanqing, and this time... Ye Xiaofei didn't dare imagine!
Ye Xiaofei's conflict with Sixth Master had reached an uncontrollable point. He took a deep breath, crouched down, and lit a cigarette. The more tense the situation, the more he couldn't afford to panic.
