"You know me?"
Ye Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back and said coolly.
"Back then, during your battle at Red Flame Mountain, I once had the fortune to see your true face, sir!" Ying Chutian knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling like chaff in the wind, feeling as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
This Fierce God had actually returned from the Sacred Land?
Then, all those words just now, he had heard them all?
"Heh heh!"
Ye Qingchen kept his hands behind his back and slowly walked forward, taking one step after another.
All of a sudden, someone reacted and dropped to his knees with a bang.
"Greetings, Mr. Ye!"
Everyone was stunned.
If at this moment there was still someone who didn't understand what was going on, then he was the biggest idiot under heaven.
Almost at the same time.
Without the slightest hesitation, everyone present, all terrified, scrambled to their knees.
"Greetings, Mr. Ye!"
"Greetings, Mr. Ye!"
"Greetings, Mr. Ye!"
