At the moment Yang Ye chopped off the linen robed old man’s head, Ku Rong and the other old man’s expressions had become extremely unsightly.

They hadn’t expected that Yang Ye would really dare to kill the old man in a linen robe.

The old man in a luxurious robe gazed at Yang Ye, “Do you realize what you’ve done?”

“What I’ve done?” Yang Ye chuckled, “Actually, I didn’t want to do that. But it can’t be helped. You people from large clans always consider yourself to be superior to others, and you think that others should give you face. When others give you face, you think it’s a matter of course; but if others refuse to give you face, you feel that person isn’t sensible and should be taught a lesson!”

Yang Ye shook his head at this point and continued, “The way I, Yang Ye, do things is that if someone respects me, then I’ll respect them; if others don’t respect me and want to bully me, then I’m sorry. It doesn’t matter if that person is from your Ku Clan, I’d still kill that person even if he’s the son of God!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ye turned around and walked away.

However, Ku...