The ancestor of the Fang Family sneered and said, "What if I tell you that you don't have a sliver of a chance?"
"Opportunities are not given by others, but fought for by oneself. Old coot, if I said I'd definitely kill you today, what would you think?"
Qin Yi's gaze gradually turned vicious; this old dog's cultivation was too high. If he wasn't killed today, there would be endless troubles in the future.
"That joke isn't funny at all." The ancestor of the Fang Family snorted coldly. In his eyes, Qin Yi and the others were powerless to resist. As long as he kept a close watch on Qin Yi and prevented him from executing any schemes, Qin Yi was sure to die.
Qin Yi laughed and said, "I'm serious; you really will die."
"Sharp-tongued, but talking can't kill people."
As soon as he finished speaking, he snorted and raised his hand towards Qin Yi. The palm wind was fierce and fierce, and the terrifying pressure caused the ground to crack densely.
