"Jiang... No, Daoist Ye, Daoist Ye, spare me!"
Lin Tong at this moment dared not go against Ye Chen, for someone like Ye Chen, who could rival the Star Lord, he had no resistance at all.
Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, he directly knelt before Ye Chen, pleading for his life.
"Spare your life?"
"You spread the message. If not for the help of a Star Lord, I could have been killed because of you. Do you still expect me to spare you?"
"Ridiculous."
Ye Chen coldly sneered at Lin Tong, his eyes filled with unconcealed killing intent.
Seeing Ye Chen's terrifying gaze, Lin Tong knew that pleading was useless. Even though he knew his end was near, the desire to live made Lin Tong take one last desperate gamble.
"Get out!"
