War God's Revenge

However, even though it had already become the center of the entire Xining storm …    

    

The current Wang Family, however, was rarely as calm as it was before.    

    

The Patriarch led his men out, but no one knew what he was going to do.    

    

When can I come back?    

    

The servants of the Wang Family continued to act as they would.    

    

He just sat there, doing whatever he had to do. He didn't look like he was going to be in trouble at all.    

    

In the lobby, Ye Tian was the only one sitting at the head seat as he sipped on his tea.    

    

The sound of slow footsteps could be heard as Miao Lian walked in softly.    

    

"Do you want to make the Iron Triangle Dog bite so that we can reap the rewards?"    

    

Miao Lian sat down beside him and spoke softly.    

    

"Can I use it?"    

    

Ye Tian spat out four words with a faint smile on his face.    

    

"What?"    

    

Miao Lian was stunned for a moment.    

    

"Then, do you want to break them one by one?"    

    

Ye Tian continued to shake his head.    

    

"The so-called Iron Triangle is just a motley crowd."    

    

This time, Miao Lian was stupefied.    

    

What did Chu Le want to do after doing so much?    

    

Until now, he still could not figure out Ye Tian's thoughts.    

    

This time, Ye Tian didn't explain.    

    

He could only continue drinking the tea, as though he was waiting for something!    

    

"Fuck, where's that brat Wang Xian? If he doesn't give this daddy an explanation, then this daddy will tear down my Wang Family today! "    

    

It was at this moment that an exasperated voice suddenly sounded.    

    

Immediately following that, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard.    

    

Miao Lian raised her head abruptly and saw two silhouettes, who had already crossed the threshold and arrived in front of Ye Tian.    

    

"Who are you? What about that brat Wang Xian? "    

    

The one leading was naturally the Patriarch of Qian Family, Qian Yuanchao.    

    

Seeing that only Ye Tian and Miao Lian were in the lobby, he couldn't help but frown.    

    

"Qian Yuanchao? "Yes or no?"    

    

Ye Tian raised his head and asked casually.    

    

The moment he said that, Qian Yuanchao immediately frowned.    

    

This voice was very familiar.    

    

"Are you the person who just called me? Who are you? What did you do to my son? "    

    

Qian Yuanchao asked with a cold tone.    

    

It had been a long time since he was this angry.    

    

He had originally thought that those who dared to provoke Qian Family s, were not the nobles, but the Ancient Martial Cultivator.    

    

But the man in front of him was too young.    

    

So young that Qian Yuanchao felt disdain!    

    

"Hmph, then who are you? You dare to speak to me like that, do you not want to live anymore? "    

    

Qian Yuanchao snorted in disdain.    

    

He turned his head and was about to sit in a nearby chair.    

    

However, the temperature of the entire lobby instantly dropped by quite a bit.    

    

"I don't think you're allowed to sit down!"    

    

Ye Tian's voice came faintly.    

    

Although his gaze was calm, it caused Qian Yuanchao to shudder subconsciously.    

    

The look in this young man's eyes was truly terrifying.    

    

"So what if I am?"    

    

Qian Yuanchao replied coldly. What can a spiteful child do to me?    

    

"Qian Yuanchao, Qian Family Patriarch!"    

    

Miao Lian muttered as her expression instantly turned icy cold.    

    

Of course, he had heard of this name before. The reason why Miao Village had fallen to such a state was because of Qian Yuanchao.    

    

"As long as you admit to it!"    

    

Ye Tian didn't feel anything unexpected, he just nodded slightly.    

    

"However, for those who have committed a mistake, it's best for you to stand obediently!"    

    

"You …"    

    

Qian Yuanchao was so angry that his face turned pale. Just as he was about to curse, Ye Tian's second half of his sentence came out unhurriedly.    

    

"If you still want to live!"    

    

Provoke, naked provocation.    

    

Disdain, naked contempt.    

    

It was as if the dignified Patriarch of Qian Family, in Ye Tian's eyes, was an ant that he could stomp to death at any time.    

    

"You, you … … How arrogant! "    

    

Qian Yuanchao was trembling with anger. Ye Tian was the first person who dared to look down on him after so many years.    

    

"Kid, who the hell are you?"    

    

Chu Yue shook his head and didn't return: "Just stand there. When everyone is here, I'll ask you a question!"    

    

Overbearing, sharp!    

    

Qian Yuanchao choked on his words.    

    

Arrogant! This was Qian Yuanchao's first feeling.    

    

What was it that made the young man in front of him act so arrogantly?    

    

"Humph, since you won't say anything, I can only take you down and interrogate you slowly!"    

    

Qian Yuanchao sneered. His eyes were full of ferocity.    

    

"In the money, just teach him a lesson and keep him alive!"    

    

Even though he said that, Qian Yuanchao's tone made him want to burn Ye Tian's bones and scatter his ashes!    

    

"Yes, Patriarch!"    

    

Behind Qian Yuanchao, Qian Zhong promised and took a step forward.    

    

With a stomp of his feet, the entire Wang Family Villa seemed to slightly tremble.    

    

An explosive force exploded from his body, giving off an imposing aura!    

    

"Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator!"    

    

Miao Lian's eyes widened as she exclaimed loudly!    

    

In his heart, he was even more shocked.    

    

Xining is only a small border city, when did Ancient Martial Cultivator of the eighth phase come out?    

    

No wonder he dared to lay his hands on Miao Zhen. This Qian Family had been hidden quite deeply.    

    

"Heh, now you know fear? "Too late!"    

    

Qian Yuanchao sneered sinisterly. That's right, money was one of his cards.    

    

Once the eighth phase came out, who would be a match for him?    

    

Miao Lian curled her lips but didn't say anything.    

    

With this great deity here, let alone Stage Eight, even Stage Nine, what could they do?    

    

Ye Tian didn't even raise his head as he continued to drink his tea quietly.    

    

It was as if the person in front of him did not exist.    

    

This scene caused Qian Jin to frown.    

    

There seemed to be a layer of frost on his face as he stared coldly at Ye Tian. In the next moment, his right hand directly grabbed at Ye Tian.    

    

He wanted to take down Ye Tian in one blow and let this arrogant brat see what would happen. If he said something wrong, he would have to pay the price.    

    

In a split-second, a sharp aura rushed towards Ye Tian.    

    

Even though Miao Lian didn't use all of her money, she still didn't dare to look straight at him.    

    

Only Ye Tian remained expressionless.    

    

Seeing Qian Jin's fist was about to come to him, Ye Tian waved his hand and the tea cup in his hand flew towards Qian Jin.    

    

Bang!    

    

With a crisp sound, the teapot that Ye Tian threw was instantly shattered!    

    

However, it was not only that.    

    

His body, which was filled with money, was also sent flying backwards.    

    

With a bang, he slammed into the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood. Even breathing was a little difficult.    

    

"This …"    

    

The expression on Qian Yuanchao's face froze.    

    

The pride in his eyes slowly turned into incredulity, and then into deep shock and amazement.    

    

Amongst the money, he could be said to be the strongest in Qian Family, and was even the Ancient Martial Cultivator of the eighth phase.    

    

In his opinion, there weren't many in the entire West Frontier that could beat him.    

    

Yet, the young man in front of him had just casually sent the money flying with a single blow?    

    

This … how strong was this?    

    

As for the money on the floor, his eyes widened.    

    

He still couldn't recover from his shock.    

    

The shock in his heart was a hundred times more than Qian Yuanchao.    

    

Until now, he still hadn't been able to feel Ye Tian's depth.    

    

In other words, Ye Tian's strength had already far surpassed Eighth Grade Ancient Martial Cultivator's.    

    

The scene instantly turned silent!    

    

Ye Tian raised his head slowly: "Now, you can just stand there, right?"