"Old bastard, stop talking nonsense. From today onwards, your life is in Feng Wuchen's hands."
Ye Jianying sneered slightly, with a wave of his hand, a force enveloped Zuo Shitian.
"Once this old bastard recovers a little from his injuries, beat him up for me." Feng Wuchen sneered.
"Feng Wuchen! You bastard! How dare you..." Zuo Shitian roared repeatedly, but before he could finish, Ye Jianying slapped him.
"Smack!"
The slap from Ye Jianying left Zuo Shitian stunned, spewing a mouthful of blood.
"Old bastard, don't shout so loudly. This is the Dragon God Palace. If you keep yelling, I'll cut out your tongue." Ye Jianying threatened with a stern face.
"Ye Jianying! Who do you think you are? How dare you..." Zuo Shitian was furious, cursing at Ye Jianying.
"Smack!"
Before Zuo Shitian could finish, Ye Jianying slapped him again, the crisp sound echoed, making Zuo Shitian spew blood once more.
