Ye Ling shook his head with a smile, then restrained his smile and stood up, his hands clasped behind his back as he stood tall like a mountain.
"So, you mean to tell me you want to use your age and power to bully me?"
"Pah!" A young master spat on the ground and flipped Ye Ling the middle finger.
"You sure scared us good back then! Now it's time for you to taste what it's like to be beaten! Elder, please don't hesitate, just take him down! Cripple his cultivation, and later, I'll make him crawl out of Jiangbei on his hands and knees!"
The man's face was full of malice, as if he had already seen Ye Ling's abject state, and a lascivious smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.
Chen Dao was furious, his figure flashed, and the crisp sound of a slap rang out as a body was sent flying horizontally.
"Who do you think you are to insult my master? You're nothing but a piece of shit!"
