"Haha..." Everyone burst into laughter, almost unable to lift their heads from laughing.
Yan Bu'Er touched his head, where a large chunk of hair had been pulled out, even the scalp was lifted. He looked painfully at the bunch of Ye Chen's hair he had yanked out and gritted his teeth, saying, "Ye Chen, you'll die a horrible death. I will definitely kill you!"
"Haha, well, I'll be waiting for it!" Ye Chen smirked coldly and said, "Just make sure I don't kill you first!"
"Stop pretending, get up and let's go!" Yan Bu'Er harshly ordered.
Immediately, those who were lying on the ground began to get up. Just as they were about to follow Yan Bu'Er out, Ye Chen spoke, "Master Yan, when did I agree to let you leave like that?"
"What? Are you planning to kill us?" Yan Bu'Er's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
