Bab 61: Of Extreme Shock

"Xiaoyue…" Old Master Yang was trembling, as though he had taken a vicious slap to the face. His face pale and his hands trembled so violently to the point his walking stick fell onto the floor.

Thud!

Despite Old Master Yang's blurry eyes, there was a clear shock and excitement as he reached out his trembling hands to Cheng Anya.

As Ye Chen looked at Old Master Yang with a smile that seemed to imply otherwise, his lips curled into a cryptic smile and his gaze emanated a diabolic look.

Burn!

Burn! Burn!

You were nowhere near a ten-thousandth of me when you were at my age!

All that you have done unto me in the past years, I will slowly but surely return the favor to you. Ten-thousand fold!

Cheng Anya's heart thudded and she tilted her head in Ye Chen's direction. Anya saw a vicious hatred swept past Ye Chen's lips and felt a chill down her back.

"Old Master Yang, you must have mistaken me for somebody else. I am…"