C373 Yield
The faces of the Vajra Hall's disciples and elders were aggrieved, but they did not dare to reply. When they smiled just now, they had not given Ye Tianze the slightest bit of face.
When Jin Wuji heard these words, his expression turned ugly. He had thought that this little kid, Ye Tianze, was just a joke from the group of old bastards in Pill Pavilion