"Young Master Wan!"
Su Lao was very anxious in his heart and shouted loudly.
But by this time, Wan Wutian was already unconscious, oblivious to everything.
"You, good fellow, dare to beat Young Master Wan into this state. You're simply courting death."
Su Lao suddenly stood up, and an overwhelmingly fierce aura instantly emanated from his hunched body, overshadowing everything around.
"Tiannan, protect Xiaorou."
Ye Xuan chuckled softly and instructed.
He had only broken a few of Wan Wutian's ribs, not taking his life; this was already his leniency towards Wan Wutian.
Otherwise, just moments ago, Ye Xuan could have killed Wan Wutian.
"Mr. Tang, be careful."
Chen Tiannan hurriedly stepped forward to remind,
then took Tang Xiaorou away from that dangerous spot.
But at that moment, Su Lao shouted angrily, "Damn Chen Tiannan, today if I let you go, how will I face the Sword Sect of West Yan Mountain in the future?"
