C517 A Prodigal

He glanced at Yang Xu. The old man let out a cold snort. "It's too late to be afraid now! Daring to cause trouble on this matter, I'll make sure she doesn't come and go! "

Seeing the old man's fury, joy flashed across Yang Xu's eyes, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

"That's of course. With Martial Ancestor's strength... That woman is nothing more than a piece of trash