Martial Alliance, You Guys Are Seeking Death!

Zhang Yulin frowned a little upon seeing the smile on Lu Tong's face.

Subsequently, Lu Tong turned around and bowed at the BMW. "Elder Wu, please!"

As soon as he was done speaking, compelling energy shot out of the BMW suddenly. The energy tore the air and charged toward Zhang Yulin.

Bang!

Zhang Yulin was thrown out directly. When he got up, he glared dangerously at the BMW, feeling utterly horrified. "Martial Dao master?"

On the side, Old Master Gu and Gu Yingying's hearts sank.

"How dare you stick your nose in the Martial Alliance's business? Scram!" An extremely old voice came out of the car. His voice alone left their ears humming.

Zhang Yulin looked at Old Master Gu and forced a smile. "Old Master Gu, this humble one has tried my best!" He did not want to interfere in the business between the Martial Alliance and Ye Chen. It was Old Master Gu who had begged him, so he had mustered his courage to save Ye Chen's parents.