C117 A Dangerous Iceberg

The Lord of the Night is breathing heavily.

"You, you treasonous - -"

Ye Mo Han's cold voice interrupted, "If you continue to use your seniority to make my parents unhappy, I don't mind the Ye family disappearing overnight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Mo's thin lips curled up coldly. His eyes were like ice blades as they flew towards the Ye Clan's clan head