C1571 Arrangements

Upon hearing this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Ning Yue's eyes.

"What? Doesn't he deserve to die?"

Nalan Fuyan replied in a deep voice, "He is the Son of Mechanical Temple. If he dies, there will be endless troubles in the future."

Shaking his head, Ning Yue said with a snort, "I only know that. Let him live and treat me with respect. Even to Yang Zangfeng