Ye Se almost fainted.
This fellow in front of him who was so detestable and had a face full of vulgarness was Rui Butong! To think he came back to life again at such a critical moment!
Ye Se glared at Rui Butong as though he wanted to eat him alive.
Out of the 500 men who had come, only four ninth-grade Martial Saints and himself, the team leader, remained. Adding Zhuge Changchang, Yè Mengse and Ye Shiyu to the count, they had no more than just eight people now!
On the other hand, not even a single person on the other side had died till now!
And now, this guy had reappeared and was bouncing up and down in front of him yet again.
Ye Se was so enraged that he almost wanted to die!
Opposite him, Rui Butong was still bouncing up and down, mocking and taunting him relentlessly. "Ye Se, your father is right here, why aren't you calling me Daddy? What an unfilial son you are! Quick, call me Daddy! Call me, call me…"
