Mr. Su's face turned pale with anger: "Kid, are you plotting against me?"
Ye Guichen didn't deny it: "Yes, so what, do you want to live or die?"
"Just you?" Mr. Su didn't even consider Ye Guichen a threat.
He could see through Ye Guichen's cultivation level at a glance, which was at the fifth level of Qi Refinement.
Although Ye Guichen looked young, this level of cultivation was considered genius-level.
But to Mr. Su, he was still like an ant he could crush with ease.
"Do you think this bit of poison can kill me? Kid, you're too naive!" Mr. Su summoned his short spears back, tossing three of them into the air.
With the sound of clicks, the three short spears merged into one, forming a long spear.
Then, Mr. Su bit one of the short spears, tucked the other three behind him, and swung the long spear in his hand, "Kid, dying under my silver spear is your fortune, but before you die, I'll give you a chance: hand over those three little wolves!"
