The Mad Mother

"I don't care what your plan is, and I don't care about your grand scheme. If you still don't act within ten days, my wife and I will go assassinate Ye Zhen ourselves!" The bitter-faced middle-aged man in white stunned Ye Zhen the moment he opened his mouth.

Ye Zhen did not recognize this man. What deep-seated hatred could he possibly have for Ye Zhen, that he could not even wait ten days and intended to assassinate him alone if the Longevity Sect and the others failed to act?

After studying him carefully for several moments, Ye Zhen felt that the man looked familiar, yet could not recall where he had seen him before.

"That's right. We waited so long and finally got this chance—we absolutely cannot let it slip away again! This time, even if I have to stake my life on it, I will avenge Ce'er!" The equally bitter-faced middle-aged woman spoke as well.

The words "Ce'er" made Ye Zhen's expression change drastically. Those two words finally gave him a guess as to these two people's identities, and he finally understood why the middle-aged man looked familiar.

The man's brows and eyes bore some resemblance to Yun Ce, whom Ye Zhen had turned into an idiot at last year's Spirit Gathering Assembly.

If Ye Zhen was not mistaken, this middle-aged man was Yun Ce's father, while the middle-aged woman was Yun Ce's mother.

"Rest assured, Mr. Yun. It won't take ten days!

The Longevity Sect martial artists who scattered in all directions only to come up empty-handed are now rushing at full speed toward Qinglan Martial Capital. A large number of martial artists will then come from Qinglan Martial Capital to reinforce us.

At most five days. In no more than five days, more than fifty Pulse Forging