The pair of eyes looking at Yang Tianyou burst with fear, giving rise to an all-encompassing chill.
This lunatic!
That palm strike just now showed no mercy?
"Master Yuan, I just... I just did it for the Golden Spirit Sect's sake!"
Yang Tianyou said with a hardened resolve.
"For the Golden Spirit Sect's sake? Do you think I'm just a decoration?"
Yuan Fuhai's voice was icy as he said, "Regarding the Golden Spirit Sect, I will personally give an explanation. It's not your place to issue orders here. Not even your uncle could do anything!"
Yang Tianyou felt a chill on his scalp, harbored resentments, cupped his hands, and said, "Yes, Master Yuan!"
"Bai Tongtian, you all may leave. I will handle this matter. Go back and tell your disciple that it's best if he has nothing to do with this. Otherwise, all 928 members of the Qian family won't be able to escape."
Yuan Fuhai's voice was indifferent, staring at Bai Tongtian.
