Whoosh!
A single stone stirred up a thousand ripples!
"What is this old man from the Beimang Sect saying, actually demanding the young master's life in exchange!"
"Absolutely despicable!"
"Please don't agree!" hissed a member of the Death Daggers, the expression angry and the eyes anxious.
Ye Wudao's pupils flashed with a cold light and then faded; "I hope you're joking!"
"Joking?" the Beimang Sect's great elder let out an exaggerated laugh; "Haha, you little brat, let me tell you the truth, to save this little girl, you need to trade your life, no other way around!"
"Brother Wudao, don't do it, I don't want you to save me!" Xu Mengmeng shouted, tears streaming down her face.
Ye Wudao clenched his fists tightly, anger reaching its peak; "In my whole life, I've hated others using my people to threaten me the most!"
"What if I threaten you?" the Beimang Sect's great elder was incredibly arrogant; "I count to three, lay down the sword, or else, I will kill this beautiful girl!"
