"You thought protecting him would settle this? He crippled my beloved disciple. Even if I don't kill him, I'll cripple his martial arts and let him have a good taste of this feeling!" Ye Zhenmo's expression grew ever colder. His divine sense locked tightly onto Ye Xiwen, giving him no chance whatsoever to escape. He stared fixedly at Ye Xiwen, never relaxing in the slightest even while speaking with Old Ye. He must have hated Ye Xiwen to the bone, determined to kill him and vent his fury!
"You have already crippled one. Do you still want to cripple the future hope of our Ye Family as well?" Old Ye said faintly.
"What future hope of the Ye Family? At such a young age, he is already so vicious. If a person like this is allowed to grow, he will surely become a great scourge to our Ye Family. He absolutely cannot be allowed to mature," Ye Zhenmo said coldly.
"Vicious? No matter how vicious I am, I cannot compare to the viciousness and shamelessness of you master and disciples. You can actually make robbery sound so righteous and grand. I have truly never seen such a shameless master and disciples!" Ye Xiwen said with a cold laugh. "He wanted to kill me. I merely crippled his martial arts, already showing consideration for our shared clan. Otherwise, his corpse would have gone cold long ago. Would it still be your turn to yap away here?"
Ye Zhenmo's face immediately darkened, becoming even uglier. He had always stood high above others. Who would dare speak to him like this? Especially a mere member of the younger generation. Even Central Overlord had been a disciple he personally taught. Who dared shout at him like that?
What truly left him incomparably stifled was