With so many people around, could they really let Ye Fei escape?
The storage ring on his fingertip shone brightly.
The middle-aged man was confident of victory.
"Kid, you only have two choices now," he said.
"Either put down the sword and leave."
"Or… behead you!"
Ye Fei frowned.
What an arrogant man.
It seemed that this kind of thing was not uncommon for him.
This man must have a formidable background.
To kill or not to kill?
Of course, kill!
When an Innate Rank is enraged, a myriad of corpses lie in their wake.
No matter the identity of the opponent, once they've provoked Ye Fei, death is the only path left!
Ye Fei pondered for only a moment before making his decision.
In just an instant, the fate of several people was decided.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man knew that it was a fight to the death for treasure today.
He beckoned grandly, his eyes scattering a deadly aura.
"Be careful, don't damage that sword!"
