Yang Ye turned around to look at Yun Banqing, “Do I seem so weak that everyone thinks they can walk all over me?”

Yun Banqing glanced at him and replied, “Slightly!”

Yang Ye patted himself on the forehead, “Looks like I’ve been keeping a low profile for too long.”

Yang Ye gazed at Yu Mo as he spoke, “There’s no enmity between us, so why do this?”

“Cut the fucking crap!” Yu Mo pointed a finger at Yang Ye and continued, “Now, I’m going to start counting. If you’re still here once I count to 3, then I guarantee that you’ll….”

Yu Mo’s voice stopped abruptly because Yang Ye had suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he hadn’t even been able to react before Yang Ye’s hand clamped down on his throat.

Yang Ye gazed at Yu Mo who had terror written all over his face and smiled, “Go on and count. Come on, count for me!”

Yu Mo gazed at Yang Ye with terror, and he was horrified to the extreme in his heart. Because he hadn’t been able to fight back at all!

“You refuse to count?” Yang Ye continued, “Then I will. If you’re still here once I count to 3, then I guarantee that I’ll break your neck! Let’s...