The ominous premonition had just emerged in Tang Tianhao's heart when a dull sound came from the still-open courtyard gate.
Thud...
This sound of a bell, as if emanating from an ancient temple, was muffled and prolonged, its echoes continually reverberating throughout the courtyard.
Tang Tianhao's gaze swiftly shifted to the entrance of the courtyard, and he immediately understood what Ye Xiao's words actually meant.
"My master has sent me to deliver a generous gift to Mr. Ye! Please, Mr. Ye, accept it graciously!"
No sooner had the sound been made than Tang Tianhao was ready to apprehend the person.
But just as he took his step forward, Ye Xiao reached out his hand to stop him.
Startled, Tang Tianhao then quickly came to his senses.
"Are you confident?"
Ye Xiao smiled and shook his head.
"You underestimate your own son too much. For people who skulk around like this, one finger is more than enough."
