"This guy wants to make the Witch Saint and Mo Yue attack me!" Xiao Ye's gaze was icy.
The force behind Yue Qianqiu, despite having a cause-and-effect relationship with the Forbidden Ancient Clan, had never intersected with him, let alone held any grievances.
If Yue Qianqiu chose to stand by, without offering assistance, he would absolutely not resent the other party. After all, human hearts are indifferent — this is the norm in the Three Thousand Great Realms; no one would be foolish enough to make an enemy for unrelated people.
However, Yue Qianqiu's seemingly casual words were now pushing him towards the Witch Saint and Mo Yue, with such malicious intent.
Is the other party trying to use the Witch Saint and Mo Yue's hands to get rid of him?
"Do these people really think I'm easy to bully? Offend me, and I'll start slaughtering!"
Looking at the group of five led by Yue Qianqiu retreating to the side, watching with faint amusement, Xiao Ye's eyes burned fiercely.
