Looking at Ye Fei's indifferent eyes, the elder felt as if he saw a venerable figure carving a bloody path through countless corpses.
Sweat broke out on his body from shock.
But having lived for decades, he quickly adjusted his state of mind.
"I have my own ways of educating my disciples, there's no need for you to intervene."
"It better be so, for if I make a move, it won't be as simple as breaking arms or legs."
Ye Fei scoffed, holding the elder in utter disdain.
The elder was tongue-tied, feeling the murderous aura inadvertently radiated by Ye Fei, and it perturbed him deeply.
Yet he still mustered up his spirit and asked resolutely,
"Brat, tell me, did you or did you not disrespect Divine Doctor Li just now?"
Ye Fei was taken aback for a moment, then his gaze turned deep as he looked towards Wang Yu, who was walking this way.
The lad had some skills in deceiving himself and others.
Nevertheless, Ye Fei didn't deny it.
Looking at the elder, his eyes were piercing.
