"Noisy!"
Ye Xuan remained expressionless, let out a cold snort, and sternly reprimanded.
Immediately, he stepped forward quickly, stomped heavily on Saijo's chest, and shouted sharply, "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
"Come on! I want to see if you really have the guts to kill me right here."
Saijo looked extremely fierce, his face contorted as he shouted madly.
"Very well."
Ye Xuan smiled coldly, stepped on Saijo, picked up the sharp dagger from the ground casually, and stabbed toward Saijo's chest.
"You really dare..."
Saijo's eyes widened with disbelief, his legs trembling continuously, overwhelmed with fear.
"Ye Xuan, enough."
Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out abruptly.
But the sharp dagger in Ye Xuan's hand showed no signs of stopping.
"I said enough."
That gentle voice became heavy, extremely serious.
"Hehe."
Ye Xuan chuckled softly, and stopped firmly as the sharp dagger was about to pierce Saijo's heart, only half an inch away.
