Translator: Aran

  Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Ye Qingyu held back Little Nine by the neck, and he finally loosened the bite.

  Suddenly a few clear tooth marks had appeared on Hu Bugui's heel.

  “Damn it, it's just a saying, I……” The bandit leader felt very wronged.

  Ye Qingyu turned his head to say to Nan Tieyi, “Brother Nan Tieyi, send a message again, contact your sect to see whether there is anything happening.”


  Nan Tieyi had passed back the news ..