If I Don’t Go to Hell, Who Will?!

"Mr. Ye is... dead?"

Yuan Qitai and the rest felt like they were struck by lightning and almost fainted.

Plop!

Shi Qianhan knelt on one knee, his body twitching uncontrollably, "Brother Ye, have a safe journey!"

Luo Tianya took a deep breath in before closing his eyes in pain. His fists were tightly clenched.

"You bastard!"

A furious roar rang out, and Xiao Yuanjing glared at the two of them, "Who asked you to send him flying out of the ghost ship? You deserve to die!"

The reason why he wanted to kill Ye Chen was to eliminate future troubles. Most importantly, Ye Chen had the Forbidden Ancient Desolate Realm Tablet. It had got something to do with the Xiao Clan's plan for the past hundred years!

Now that Ye Chen had been thrown into the black fog, he naturally lost the whereabouts of the Forbidden Ancient Desolate Realm Tablet completely. How could he not be furious?

"Despicable!"