Ye Qizu's eyes instantly turned cold, "Wen Qizhao, what do you mean?"
Wen Qizhao said with a chuckle, "Master Ye, don't get excited. We're too old for bullying a junior and getting laughed at."
"Laughed at? Are the Ye Family members just to be ambushed like this?" Ye Qizu's face was gloomy, his voice full of warning, "Wen Qizhao, this is between the Ye Family and the God Slaying Sect, the Wen Family better not interfere."
After saying that, Ye Qizu tried to push Wen Qizhao away, but Ye Siyuan spoke again, "Dad, calm down first, it's not too late to act after figuring out the situation."
Ye Qizu looked back at Ye Siyuan in confusion.
At this moment, Ye Jiaren's desolate cries sounded, "Mom, do you think I'm lying? I've been hurt like this, why are you still speaking for an outsider?"
Ye Jiaren looked utterly heartbroken, so miserable and bleak.
