Ye Fan knew that Xu Ke, though appearing calm, was merely putting on a strong front. Surrounded by so many Innate Martial Artists, Xu Ke had absolutely no chance of survival; he could neither live nor die as he wished. I can finally get my revenge!
"Didn't you just get a taste of it yesterday?" Xu Ke said indifferently, his eyes downcast.
Ye Fan's smug expression instantly stiffened. After a flash of resentment, he sneered, "Do you think forcing me to step down as Young Master of the Ye Family has turned me into a homeless cur?
"Heh, I'll have you know, even after stepping down, I can still thrive in Tianhai. I can still kill you. One-sixth of Tianhai still belongs to my Ye Family.
"And you?
"I estimate that by tomorrow, you'll be shipped abroad to live a life worse than that of a pig or a dog.
"You enjoyed your little taste of high-society life by Wong Qifu's side, didn't you? It was pretty great, right?
