"Mr. Jian Yi is a well-known Blood Gladiator. The Ye Clan would've of course heard of you. May I ask how my son offended you?"
"He turns out to be your son I see. He ordered his servants to maim my apprentice's limbs and abolish his cultivation base in the tavern. That isn't all, Ye Ming even threatened to do the same to me when my apprentice mentioned me as his master. Well, well, I'm interested in finding out how the Ye Clan is going to make that happen." Jian Wushuang pulled a stern face with sparks of anger radiating from his eyes.
His words shocked everyone.
'Abolish his cultivation base?'
'Abolish the cultivation base of Blood Gladiator Jian Yi?'
'Did Ye Ming say that?'
"Bastard!!!"
"What ignorance!"
The purple-haired old man was fuming and gave his son, Ye Ming an unforgivable glare.
He did not expect Ye Ming to mess with Jian Yi.
Jian Yi was a Blood Gladiator!