"Ye Qingzhou."
Lin Jianfeng appeared in Ye Qingzhou's vision with a complex gaze: "The General requests your presence."
"Oh?"
Though unsure why Wang Yin was looking for him, Ye Qingzhou still waved a hand to summon back the Flying Frost Sword, and then leapt tens of meters, disappearing from Phoenix Perch Cliff together with Lin Jianfeng in an instant.
......
"Ye Qingzhou."
"General Wang."
Looking at the young man resolute in martial arts before him, Wang Yin felt both love and hate.
Love, because he cherished his talent; with Ye Qingzhou's aptitude, as long as he doesn't perish prematurely, he would surely become a pillar of Dongji Kingdom Martial Arts World.
As for hate, it's hating iron for not becoming steel. In Wang Yin's eyes, Ye Qingzhou's personality is arrogant, resistant to control, and his demeanor is even wilder than Zhang Xinwu of the past by three degrees.
Such a temperament is probably difficult to manage and teach.
