"How did you manage that?"
Old Man Long was very curious; in his eyes, he saw Ye Xiaofei standing in front of Poison Gu, making the latter do whatever he said.
Smash with a brick, commit suicide with a dagger, and even call him dad—and Poison Gu actually did it.
If Ye Xiaofei had been a much more powerful cultivator than Poison Gu, that would have made sense, but the latter was just a weakling at Lower Level Four Inner Strength—what on earth was going on?
"Didn't you see it earlier?"
Ye Xiaofei frowned, glanced at Old Man Long, and said lightly, "Moreover, as I said before, I have already subdued Poison Gu; therefore, he does whatever I tell him to."
"Really?"
Old Man Long couldn't believe it—Ye Xiaofei had actually subdued Poison Gu. How did this youngster manage that?
"Of course it's true; what benefit would lying to you have for me?"
