"Thump!" Yang Gang knelt on the ground facing Xiong Fei and said, "Pre, predecessor, I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
"Your life is not in my hands, but in the hands of our young master!" Xiong Fei sneered.
What?
Your young master!
Yang Gang swallowed silently and raised his head to look at Ye Wudao.
My God, if this predecessor's cultivation is already terrifying, who then is his young master?
I actually offended such a terrifying figure!
Yang Gang slapped himself fiercely while kneeling to apologize, weeping bitterly.
"This young master, I deserve to die. I failed to discipline properly, letting my brute of a son do such a thing, I should have killed him long ago!"
"You also know the good deeds he has done? Bullying men and women in broad daylight, harming girls," Ye Wudao's gaze was icy cold.
Boom!
Yang Gang's body trembled, it's over!
I've let it slip!
"Young master, how should this man be dealt with?" Xiong Fei asked.