"Fang Yuan, Mo Wangchen killed my son. This matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to get involved." High above, Tang Yue stood with his hands behind his back, a sharp cold light flashing in his eyes as he spoke.
"Without Little Friend Mo, how would I, Fang Yuan, still be alive today? Now that he's in trouble, do you think I will stand idly by?"
Fang Yuan shook his head, his face calm. Even in the face of the four, he showed no trace of fear from start to finish.
"This child disdains my Heavenly Mechanism Mansion and killed several elders. Such actions are undoubtedly a great provocation to us. Fang Yuan, if you insist on protecting him, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to the Fang Family?"
The Heavenly Mechanism Saint Master gave a cold snort. As he took a step forward, the power in the void became even more formidable.
