"What? What did you say?"
Jiang Yuan said in surprise, his face full of anger.
"I won't help you with the chores."
Ye Mo said coldly.
"Courting death!"
Jiang Yuan was utterly enraged. Here at Heavenly Sword Society, he was an old veteran among the servants disciple, possessing the power of the Heavenly Profound Complete Realm. With a little more cultivation, he could soar and become an official member. And now to be bullied by a newcomer, he simply could not endure.
He threw a punch violently at Ye Mo, fist suppressing everything, heaven trembled, as if trying to smash Ye Mo directly to death.
Ye Mo didn't even look, with one palm he slapped directly, bypassing the opponent's attack, the slap struck true. The other two servants disciple felt the air around them suddenly thin, both seeing a massive hand flash in the air.
Ah!
Screams!
