HISS!
The onlookers were astonished. Was Ye Xiu openly challenging the Ye Family? Wasn't he afraid of enraging them and bringing about his own death?
"Ye Xiu, you are seeking death!" Fei Yihong said, his face dark and his voice cold. "You're well aware that with just one phone call, you'll have no way out. I advise you to immediately put down Fei Xiang..."
"Cut the crap. By the time you finish your nonsense, Fei Xiang will have suffocated," Ye Xiu interrupted.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, save... save me... Give... give Ye Tianming a... a call…" Fei Xiang gasped, dangling from Ye Xiu's grip on his neck. It felt like being hanged, and he was about to suffocate.
"Alright, Ye Xiu, you're digging your own grave," Fei Yihong said, furious. He took out his phone, dialed Ye Tianming's number, put it on speaker, and sneered at Ye Xiu, "I want you to hear Ye Tianming himself order someone to come and kill you."
