Ye Huan's response struck Miyamoto Shichiro and Jiang Wentao like a bolt from the blue. They were plunged into extreme terror and fear, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
Jiang Wentao and six samurai were briefly frightened before fainting on the spot in fear, their pants soaking wet.
After a long while, Miyamoto Shichiro swallowed his saliva and forced himself to calm down.
Impossible!
What were the chances of coming across the God of Slaughter, Ye Huan? How could he have such "good" luck?
After forcefully comforting himself, Miyamoto Shichiro awkwardly smiled and said, "Big brother, you... you must be joking, we're... Orochi is preparing to besiege Ye Huan."
"Do you think I have any need to joke with you?"
Ye Huan's face was full of mockery.
Miyamoto Shichiro shivered all over, once again falling into panic. He knew he was just forcefully comforting himself.
The name Ye Hu'an has the same pronunciation as Ye Huan!
