Tang Yi's brows were tightly furrowed, his expression dark and stormy.
Because he understood that, inadvertently, he had been schemed against.
But who was the person behind this scheme? Was it really the King of Central Plains, Qin Hui?
He couldn't be sure.
Tang Yi looked at Ye Qiu coldly and said, "Take me to see Elder Jiang."
Ye Qiu was furious, with his anger boiling over, he said, "Tang, you still have the face to see Elder Jiang? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"
"Just you?"
Tang Yi gazed straight ahead, his pupils sparkling with a sharp glint, "Dare to wave knives and guns in front of me? If I were to make a move, you would surely die without a doubt."
"You!"
Ye Qiu was suddenly enraged, veins throbbing on his forehead, his body shaking uncontrollably.
This was impossible!
Since he started his career, he had fought and killed for decades; many of the tough battles were won single-handedly by him.
