After Ye Xiwen's figure disappeared, Ye Yuhan clutched the stomach Ye Xiwen had struck and stared in his direction, his eyes brimming with venomous resentment.
"Ye Xiwen, you will regret this. You definitely will!" A low growl rumbled from Ye Yuhan's throat, his expression twisting with ferocity like an injured wild beast, his gaze seeming ready to choose someone and devour them.
"I'll make you die! Offend our Golden Jade Pavilion, and you'll die without even a place to bury your corpse!" He barely recovered somewhat. Since they were within Law Enforcement City, Ye Xiwen had not dared strike too heavily. He had merely injured him rather than truly dealt a killing blow; otherwise, there was no way he could still be alive.
He sat cross-legged, and before long had recovered seventy to eighty percent. Forming hand seals, he sent out several Message Talismans, some flying beyond Law Enforcement City and others heading into the Law Enforcement Heavenly Prison.
"Ye Xiwen, I'll make you kneel before me like a dog! What monstrous genius, what heaven's pride—I'll strip away every last shred of your pride!" Ye Yuhan said sinisterly. From childhood until now, he had never suffered such a loss, much less at the hands of a junior. It was utterly humiliating.
At that moment, the elder walked past Ye Yuhan. He still merely gave him an indifferent glance, as though he had seen nothing, yet neither did he intend to go inside and warn Ye Xiwen.
In his view, whether it was Ye Xiwen or Ye Yuhan, both were outstanding disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall. It would be best if they got along; if they did not, he should still avoid getting involved as much as possible.
This was also the common practice of many elders from the neutral