Although the young man's strength was good, in front of Ye Qiu, it was still insignificant. A Martial Artist at the peak of the Human King Realm was trampled under Ye Qiu's feet just like that.
"How did you know I belong to the Dugu clan? You know about the blackening?" Ye Qiu asked.
This young man, like the Sect Leader of the Rakshasa, could recognize at a glance after he used the power of the blackening, and his emotional fluctuations were significant. This was by no means a simple matter; there must be hidden secrets he did not know about.
"Don't even think about learning anything from me, you member of that accursed clan."
Ye Qiu frowned. When did the Dugu clan become a clan of sin? He didn't like the young man's tone, and with a forceful step, he pressed the young man's face even closer to the ground.
"Young master." The middle-aged man struggled on the side, shouting angrily: "Let the young master go, or the entire Wu family will never let you off."
