C169 Face-smacking yao teng

Yue Ye was as black as ink, so after Ji Haotian bid farewell to the crowd, he headed towards Yao Baichuan's residence.

"Brat, stop right there. How could a little cultivator like you, an early stage Nascent Soul Realm, come to the prince's mansion? I advise you to leave this place obediently, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite