Watching the two figures frantically fleeing into the distance, Ye Wushuang remained motionless. He held two Storage Rings in his hand, a cold smile touching his lips.
"Why didn't you kill them? Knowing the personalities of scions from these prominent families, they won't let this rest," Jian Bufan asked, stepping forward in confusion. In his impression, Ye Wushuang was not one to be soft-hearted.
At least, judging by how he'd killed Yuan Mei, he was utterly decisive and ruthless.
He would kill whomever he deemed necessary, unstoppable even by the Sect's rules!
And yet, Ye Wushuang hadn't eliminated the threat completely. He had chosen to let the two of them go, which Jian Bufan couldn't understand.
Ye Wushuang smiled. "It's better that they won't let it rest. Not only will they deliver their own heads to us, but they'll also bring resources. Isn't that exactly what we desperately need right now?"
