"Rong Linhe, you are courting death!"0

Ye Xiaoqi's eyes were bloodshot as he squeezed out that exclamation from between his teeth. He was clearly infuriated.0

The high level figures of the Ye Clan also stood up suddenly with a fierce momentum. It was as if they would take action immediately as long as Ye Xiaoqi gave an order.0

However, Rong Linhe was not afraid of the danger.0

Instead, he smiled as usual and said slowly, "Everyone, please be patient. I said that this is just the beginning. If you take action now, you may not be able to see the good show later."0

There is more?!0

Ye Xiaoqi's heart sank. He took a deep breath and waved his hand as he said, "Let’s sit down first and witness what tricks he has up his sleeve."0

Rong Linhe smiled and said, "Now that's the right attitude."0

Suddenly, a panicked shout came from outside the dojo, "Patriarch, something bad has happened. The ninth steward and Third Young Master have disappeared together!"0

"Although the third young master is young, he has the potential to turn into a dragon. I admire him very much, so I have invited him to visit my humble home,” said Rong Linhe casually.0

Ye Xiaoqi and other elders of the Ye Clan felt more and more depressed. Their hands and...0