What a pity.
Those sneaky guys had some skill. If caught, maybe they could become the new batch of piglets.
"Why are you all here?"
Qin Yang descended arrogantly from the sky, his expression wild and untamed, reverting to his demeanor from back when he lived in the Qin Family. To be honest, quite intimidating—he embodied the style of a young noble in full swing.
The group of Qin Family young masters froze in panic. Upon hearing the familiar voice and seeing the recognizable face, they trembled all over.
The Qin Family's Demon Lord of Mayhem!
"Little Immortal Venerable, how come you're here?" Their expressions and manners were exceedingly respectful.
Qin Yang let out a snort and said, "If I weren't here, do you think you'd still be standing upright?"
His words were cutting.
Anyone with a weaker mindset or high self-esteem would want to retort: What the hell is wrong with you? Can't you tone it down?
But they didn't dare.
