"Ye Tian, what have you done to my mother?"
Ye Heng's pupils suddenly constricted with a furious change of color, contorting his face so much that it was unrecognizable from its original form, fixating on Ye Tian with the intensity of a hellish Asura.
His eyes flickered with a dangerous red glow, the cold edge of a blade ready to strike.
It made Ye Tian's heartbeat falter sharply in front of him.
Gulp!
Ye Tian instinctively swallowed, his face taking on a venomous tinge to mask his inner turmoil and fear, "Don't worry, your mother is fine, at least for now. However, if you dare to fight back in the upcoming battle, I can't guarantee your mother will live to see tomorrow's sun!"
Feeling Ye Heng's grip on his hand instinctively loosen, Ye Tian also breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he became increasingly brazen.
Bang!
