Ye Wentian's men came forward and showed signs of wanting to pin down Shen Qianshu. They totally ignored Ye Ling's words. During the past few years, Ye Ling meant nothing much in their eyes. He was just the Master of the Ye Family. What's more, he was an illegitimate child. Before Ye Wentian, he was nothing.
Ye Wentian let him do whatever he wanted because he thought that he would not live for long and that there was no need to offend Luther over a sick person. So, he waited and waited for Ye Ling to die so he could just sit back and enjoy.
Ye Ling looked up, and there was a sharp look in his amber eyes. He did not say a word, but it was as if Ye Wentian's men were being pinned down. They could not move at all.
"Pin them down!" Ye Ling said with a heavy voice.
Zhong Ran and Ah Da had already come forward to pin those men down. Ye Ling laughed coldly. "Great Uncle, you are messing with my people in my territory. Do you think I'm dead?"