Yue Yang kept his eyes on the middle-aged scholar.
This Heaven-Piercing Tower traitor did not move a muscle. He kept pinching a chess piece between his fingers as he pondered, utterly ignoring the suffering his own son was enduring.
"Ruthless enough! No wonder he's the Central Divine Temple's foremost strategist. To scheme against others, he can even cast aside his own son!" Yue Yang greatly admired this Eastern Hall Master. The saying about not being able to catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, or catch a lecher without sacrificing a wife, was probably made for people like Eastern Hall Master! What Yue Yang did not know was that Eastern Hall Master had more than a hundred sons. Dawn Young Master was merely one percent of them. Throwing him away meant nothing at all.
Never mind one Dawn Young Master—even if he discarded them all, what was the big deal?
At worst, he could simply father another hundred or so later.
In the Heaven Realm, Eastern Hall Master might lack other things, but he absolutely did not lack sons! If Dawn Young Master had shown some promise, then he could still be called a son. But having turned out like this, sorry, he was nothing but a discarded pawn!
Dawn Young Master screamed miserably, but to Fatty Hai and the others, it sounded exceptionally sweet and melodious.
They only felt that the cries were a little too monotonous.
If the Sun God General could join in for a duet later, it would surely be even more perfect!
Having dealt with Dawn Young Master, Ye Kong and the Li Brothers turned toward the Sun God General. Apart from Fatty Hai, who continued studying whether chrysanthemums and golden short spears could produce a better friction sound, Xue Tanlang, the Heavenly Net King,