Ming Ye remained calm and collected, speaking lightly:
"Obviously, you all will die faster."
His finger lightly tapped the armrest, and a palm-sized array slowly emerged.
Emitting a faint fluorescent glow.
All it took was to activate this array.
Jiang Fan and the others would be instantly transported away.
This sudden turn of events took even Young Master Shan Feng by surprise.
He exclaimed, "Grandfather, what are you doing?"
He couldn't believe it.
Not only did Jiang Fan and the others have a favor with them, they also shared a common enemy!
Revenge for a favor, what is grandfather thinking?
Ming Ye said indifferently, "You think they shouldn't be killed?"
Shan Feng spoke in a deep voice, "I can't think of a single reason to kill them!"
Ming Ye spread his hands, "Alright."
"I also don't want to end up with a bad reputation for biting the hand that feeds. Let's have ten clan elders decide together!"
The village wasn't very large.
