Xu Yiqing trembled as she stood up.
She hurriedly walked over to Xu Qiuyan, Xiao Qing, and the others.
Trembling and nervous, she said, "I... I was wrong!"
"That's not important. Who killed my people from the Divine Flavor Residence?"
Wei Yunhua spoke, her face icy cold, even grim, because at this moment, she could already smell the scent of death from the four Inner Gate Stewards of the Divine Dress Sect. The four stewards left in the Divine Flavor Residence weren't weak at all.
They were the backbone of the Divine Dress Sect.
And now they're dead?!!!
The murderous intent in Wei Yunhua's eyes was almost tangible.
"It was him, this little bastard is extremely, extremely, extremely arrogant. Not only did he kill Aunt Yang and the others, but he also... made me call for help, saying if you, Mother, didn't come, no one would be there to collect my body." Xu Yiqing raised her hand and pointed at Ye Tian.
Malice.
Extremely malicious.
With a hint of terror.
