"Kid, you're really spouting nonsense!" Seeing Ye Guichen speaking so confidently, Su Ze's face flushed with anger.
His wrist had been broken by Ye Guichen, and he knew he wasn't a match for him. But since the other party must have ties with practitioners of dark arts, he couldn't be a good person.
Ye Guichen saw Su Ze glaring at him defiantly and snorted coldly, "What, you don't want to speak?"
"Speak your ass!" Su Ze flung his left hand, swinging out a Nine-section Whip, "You think you can save my sister? I think you're just trying to make her die faster, aren't you?"
No matter what, Su Ze didn't believe Ye Guichen could save anyone.
In Su Ze's eyes, Ye Guichen was definitely a villain. If he got involved, his sister's chance of survival would be even slimmer.
"Su Ze, what are you doing!" Finally unable to hold back, Su Tong shouted, "Mr. Ye is here at my invitation, and yet, without a word, you started a fight. Now you're injured and angry, do you have any respect for me?"
