"I-I said this before? W-Why don't I remember it? You must have heard wrongly!"
The Divine Dragon Envoy was extremely terrified. Zhao Yue was staring fixedly at him. That ferocious gaze never left him up till now.
A powerhouse at his level of cultivation realm originally should not be like this.
But Zhao Yue's appearance and primitive, brutal aura indeed made people daunted at the sight of him.
The Divine Dragon Envoy was an origin powerhouse, but in front of Zhao Yue, it was a joke!
Ye Yuan smiled and said, "I feel that what you said is very right! As the Divine Dragon Envoy, your hands are stained full of your own people's blood! You're not ashamed in the slightest, but take pride in it instead! You indeed have to pay the price for what you've done!"