Ye Wuchen stood there looking sharp as a sword. He eyed the five people in front of him. "Leave or die." These past days, Qian Yang had made his attitude very clear. They were waiting for Ye Futian's group to leave the palace so they could steal the treasures they acquired from the relic. They had even come out and admitted to it. Qian Yang had nothing to hide. In the time that Ye Futian left for the outside world, Qian Yang kept a close eye on them. They were his prey.
If so, then there was no need for discussion. If Qian Yang and his people left, then it would be a happy ending for both parties. If they didn't, then they were the enemy and one party had to die.
As always, Ye Wuchen was not much of a talker. In a few simple words, he had already made his point clear.