C89 (1/2)

Chang Shang knew that this thin youth that he had always neglected was a true expert!

”What do you think, Yao Tian Hao? Do you agree or not? ”As long as you agree, I will take care of this Scarface.” Ye Qing drank a mouthful of tea and said indifferently.

Yao Tianhao kneeled on the floor, hugging Chang Shang's thigh. If that was a yes or no, that was a no.

His heart told him that even the number one instructor of the county's military, Qiu Zhen An, and the two godly archers with broken stars and crossbows had been defeated. What use would a skinny youth like him, Ye Qing, have?

However, with the current situation, this was his last hope.

He knew that the reason Chang Shang hadn't killed him yet was because he wanted to watch him cry and beg for mercy to make himself happy. It was impossible for Chang Shang to really let him go.

In the next moment, Yao Tianhao scrambled to Ye Qing's side.

”As long as you can save my life, I'll agree to any request!”

On the other side, when Chang Shang heard Ye Qing's arrogant words, the fury in his heart could not help but rise.

”Oh? Get rid of me? ”What big words you have there.”

So what if he was a true expert? He had met her in Borneo all these years. No matter who dared to stop him today, even if it was the gods, he would still die!

Ye Qing leisurely turned around with his back against the stone table while holding his tea cup. He looked at Chang Shang and said, ”You are merely a middle stage inner strength cultivator. If your master, some martial arts grandmaster, were in front of me, he might be able to exchange a few blows with me.”

”Brat, you're courting death!” Chang Shang's expression changed as killing intent surged in his eyes.

In his heart, his master was simply like a god. He had seen his master capture enemies alive countless times, as if capturing a small chicken.