Ye Futian studied the youth before him. He already knew Zhao Han's identity as the son of the Sword Clan's clan master. But he became respectful the moment the youth appeared. Zhao Han retreated as soon as he was told so who must this be? Of course, Ye Futian was only curious.
"He wants my life and you think it's a small matter?" Ye Futian said, smiling. "You better convince me."
The people of the Qianmeng area all stared at Ye Futian. This guy probably dared to speak like this because he didn't know who this person was. What would he do if the man couldn't convince him? Fight? Even if he won, if he fought this young man, Ye Futian would definitely be dead. He wouldn't be able to leave this city alive unless he hid in the grotto forever.