"Wow, isn't that just too cool?"
"This is our true Young Master of the Northern King's Hall, Ye Wudao!"
"Once the Young Master makes a move, every ghoul and evil spirit will tremble with fear!" Everyone from the Northern King's Hall said excitedly.
"Vermin, do not test my patience, speak up!" Ye Wudao said.
"Young Master, if I'm not mistaken, he should be Yin Qianmian, a master of disguise, infamous and cunning, who has deceived even warriors of the war spirit level!" Liu Kuangsheng stated.
With a snort, "Not bad!" the man in black under Ye Wudao's foot tore off the human skin mask from his face, revealing an extremely ugly face covered with pustules, and sneered, "I am Yin Qianmian, a man of the Sand Bone King. Kid, if you're smart, you'll let me go!"
Bang!
Ye Wudao put force into his foot, stepping down on Yin Qianmian who cried out in pain, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"
"Speak, why did you disguise yourself as me?" Ye Wudao's eyes were chillingly cold.
