บท 32: Chapter 32 Servant of Color, Deserving Death!

How could he be expected to offer gifts or silver in praise to those who sought to destroy him? They didn't just wish to harm him once; they planned to saddle him with a wife he had no interest in whatsoever.

"You—"

Ya Hai was almost angered to death, but what could he do?

Although he was older than Ya Molian, he was far weaker in strength. Even a fight was out of the question.

In the end, he could only retreat, dejectedly taking his two daughters with him.

"Come out!"

Only after Ya Hai and his daughters had left, did Ya Molian take a deep breath and command into the thin air.

The next moment, a man and a woman, both dressed in black velvet, appeared before him. It was none other than Zhe Jue and Zhe Xi, who had been following him all along.

"We serve you, Master."

Both kneeled before Ya Molian, but before they could fully kneel...

"Ah!"

Ya Molian flicked his hand, and Zhe Xi was hurled sideways. She hit the wall and was rebounded back, coughing up blood.