C627 Hostages

Ye Wutian was still sitting calmly as if he didn't hear Black-faced Man's words and didn't notice the knife in his hand.

"Darktan, don't waste your breath with him. Just cut him off." The man with small eyes seemed to be very wary of Ye Wutian.

Black-faced Man did not waste any more words, he injected a bit of Genuine Qi into the knife and directly slashed towards Ye Wutian's head