Ye Xuan's voice was stern and severe as he coldly stared at Wan Wutian, speaking forcefully, "You release him, and I'll leave immediately."
"Haha, release him?"
Wan Wutian gave a cold smile, his deep-set eyes flashing with a trace of ruthlessness. He looked at Ye Xuan mockingly and said, "Kneel, and I'll release him at once."
"You are not worthy of making me kneel."
Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent and cold as he spoke.
At this moment, Chen Tiannan's face turned ugly, and he said coldly, "Wan Wutian, don't think that just because your father is an elder of the West Yan Mountain Sword Sect, you can act lawlessly here."
"Ha, I wondered which family's dog is barking wildly. So it's the head of the Chen Family. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Wan Wutian glanced dismissively at Chen Tiannan with disdainful eyes, a contemptuous mockery in his voice.
"You!"
Chen Tiannan's face turned ashen as he clenched his fists tightly.
