C88 One Profits Ten Thousand(1)

Zu Qingtan was stunned. His face turned green, then purple. He was so angry that smoke was rising from his seven orifices. However, Ye Fei was right in front of him. He couldn't care about anything else. He didn't even want his old face anymore. He stretched out both of his hands and pulled Qi Yang away. They said to Ye Fei in a sharp voice.

"Young Master Fei, that won't be a problem