Taoist Xuan Ji, Xia Yan, and Bai Longshi's faces all changed dramatically as they listened to the voice on the other end of the phone.
"Thank goodness we all pulled out last night, otherwise, we could very likely have fallen into Ye Young Master's trap."
"Hmph, you Dragon Hall played a trick on me, thinking everything could end so easily? Perhaps you have underestimated me, Ye Tian, too much?"
Since both sides had already torn facades, Ye Tian had no reason to be frightened any longer.
"Hahahaha!" The Blue Dragon Envoy burst into laughter on the phone, saying, "Young Master Ye really thinks too highly of himself. I told you, you are just a minor character, an existence as insignificant as an ant."
"Since you have chosen the path to death, don't blame us. Listen carefully, who's that screaming?"
"Xiao Tian! Xiao Tian!"
Suddenly, two shrill screams of a middle-aged woman came from the other end of the phone, sending shivers down Ye Tian's body.
