The black-haired girl was once again taken aback.
The master had almost never spoken to her in a gentle manner; this was the first time...
She felt an indescribable joy and pride in her heart as she bit her lip and said, "Qiongyu does not dare to decide, I will do as the master says..."
"So be it." Chen Ye's gaze shifted.
Zhang Qiaoyue realized things were going bad and knelt down, kowtowing, "Sir! Peach Mountain District... forbids killing in the streets, it would sully your hands..."
She was quite sensible, choosing not to resist or threaten in vain.
But Chen Ye had no intention of letting her go, calmly saying, "You wish to take my people away in the streets, and still mention market regulations to me?"
Everyone had seen this, and even if he killed these three directly, no one could say a word!
Besides... regulations always bind only the lower-level cultivators.
As Chen Ye finished speaking, Flying Light flashed, and blood splattered.
