Yao Yulou's voice was incomparably domineering. As he had said, he now stood in an invincible position.
And so long as his betrayal of the Master remained exposed, he could strike back at Pei Feishan.
Pei Feishan inwardly hated this upon hearing it. Yao Yulou was taking revenge on him.
All at once, he slowly raised Jiang Wanyou in his hand and said coldly, "What happened before was my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. But now, I'm going to kill that little bastard from the Heavenly Wolf Team."
With no other choice, he could only apologize. He could not even blame Yao Yulou for deliberately causing his nephew's death, because he had been the one to suspect the other first.
Even if he reported this to the Master, the Master would never punish Yao Yulou.
Now, he only wanted to destroy Sikong Jing and vent his hatred.
Yao Yulou could not help laughing. He said softly, "No. I am now Yao Bajue of the Eastern Tyrant Branch. If I let a great contributor to our Eastern Tyrant Branch die here, where would I put my face?"
What he meant was: now that I have appeared, I will not allow anyone to die at the hands of the Jade Appraisal Chamber of Commerce.
I, Yao Bajue, care about my reputation too.
And how could he possibly allow Sikong Jing, who had saved his wife and stepdaughter, to be killed?
"You bastard, do you believe I'll kill your woman?" Pei Feishan flew into a towering rage. Yao Yulou actually would not agree even to such a small condition, so he howled wildly as he raised the unconscious Jiang Wanyou.
But Yao Yulou was utterly fearless. "You can try. If Jiang Wanyou dies, the Master will make you die horribly."
Jiang Wanyou