"Too late!"
Xuan Ye snorted coldly, his figure moved and appeared next to Xie Laoda and Xie Laoer, pressing his palms onto their skulls with a slap, his fingers penetrating into the bones, blood gushing out. The two stewards of the Xie Family widened their eyes and died on the spot.
Then, Xuan Ye looked at Xie Wu.
Xie Wu was so scared she was trembling all over. Seeing Xuan Ye looking over, she hastily pulled down her clothes, but unfortunately revealed a shrunken ****, and stammered: "Master Xuan, I... I was wrong, I'll do whatever you say."
"Your chest is exploded, it's useless, you're not even as good as your mother."
Xuan Ye's face was ruthless as he prepared to kill Xie Wu.
Xuan Wei advised: "Wait, Father, she's very good at playing the flute."
"Oh! Since that's the case, let's spare her."
Xuan Ye raised an eyebrow, his gaze briefly swept over Xie Wu's lips, then turned to look at Xia Tian and Xiang Feifei among others, and said: "Next, it's your turn."
