Seeing that Elder Ouyang's killing intent had been roused, Ye Wushuang was not afraid. He watched him calmly and said, "Don't be in such a hurry. Before I die, I'd like to get something straight."
Elder Ouyang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly sneered. "Are you trying to ask why I'm here?"
Ye Wushuang said coolly, "Elder Ouyang, you're guarding the eighth floor. I assume it's not just to protect the City Lord's Order and secure the Ouyang Family's position as City Lord. You must have another purpose, right?"
"You're very clever!" Elder Ouyang didn't deny it, acting as if he wasn't worried about Ye Wushuang pulling any tricks. He said, "I don't mind telling you. I'm guarding this eighth floor not only to protect the City Lord Token, but also to kill the juniors of your Ye Family and the Luo Family. I'm here to sever your roots and then exterminate both your families."
