A young man in white, as if descended from the heavens, stood with a palm-sized, ink-colored crow on his shoulder, looking extremely mysterious.
What was even more shocking was that he was holding a ghost vine whip in one hand!
The newcomer was none other than Ye Wudao!
"It's Ye Wudao!"
"He's actually still alive!" The entire Ye family was greatly surprised.
Ye Hu's pupils shrank. "Ye Wudao, I didn't expect you to still be alive!"
"Shut up!" Ye Wudao immediately refuted him.
The senior elder looked at Ye Wudao in front of him, his eyes moved. "You..."
"Senior elder, no need for more words, all that has happened is because of me, I owe you a favor!" Ye Wudao's cold eyes scanned the surroundings. "I will blood-wash the Ye family, killing until you are completely satisfied!"
"Quack, well said, Lord Crow strongly supports you!" The nether crow on Ye Wudao's shoulder exclaimed excitedly.
Whoosh!
One word stirred up thousands of waves!
"What domineering words!"
