"Hmm?"
As Wang Di heard that voice, he shivered all over, his legs buckled with a thud, nearly falling to his knees.
At this moment, a lean figure had already approached Wang Di.
The lean figure, with snow-white hair, was unmistakably Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan's face wore a playful cold smile. He squinted, staring at the continuously shaking Wang Di, and said with a smile, "Were you just calling me a bastard?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Di's expression changed dramatically. His face filled with fear, not even having the courage to stand, with a thud, he directly knelt down.
"Don't kneel, don't you dare kneel."
Ye Xuan sneered a few times disdainfully, looking down from above at Wang Di who was kneeling on the ground with an arrogant look, and said, "Weren't you just saying that with you around, that bastard is surely going to die miserably? Well, now hurry up and start your show. I want to see just how you get me to die miserably."
