บท 597: Martial Saint (1)

Master Murong and the rest could not even react in time. All they saw was Yeh Luo's forceful push and Gu Ruoyun's figure falling off the precipice soon after.

Instantly, everyone's faces changed greatly. 

"Yeh Luo, what do you f*cking think you're doing?" Master Murong roared angrily. His eyes spat fire as he clenched his fists and trembled with rage. He looked as if he could gobble a person up in one bite.

The Murong family drew their weapons and stepped forward, glaring furiously at the Yeh family. All they needed was for their master to give the word and they would attack. 

The situation immediately turned grim. 

Both sides were at odds and looked as if they wanted to tear each other to pieces.