"Since you're here, you might as well stay, saving us the trouble of finding you ourselves." Xia Wuyuan's expression was cold, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Little Nine, I must say, you have great courage. Fifth Brother hasn't even gone to find you, and yet you're delivering yourself to us. Do you really have a death wish?"
Ji Yinyang had already come back to his senses, his expression cold as he stared at Ye Xuan, only he didn't immediately make a move.
"You're mistaken, it's not me courting death. The ones who should die today are you." Ye Xuan's face was calm and unruffled, his voice echoing through the hall.
"Hmm?"
Ji Yinyang was definitely a man of deep schemes. Upon seeing Ye Xuan's fearless demeanor, an extremely bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
