Young City Lord

“It’s also your own irresponsibility,” said the young man, his eyes flashing with a hint of murderous intent, angrily retorting, “You’re asking for death!”

Upon uttering these words, he suddenly vanished from the carriage, and in the next moment, he stood before Ye Bai.

Simultaneously, his right hand clenched into a claw, with black radiance emanating from his five fingers, fiercely grabbing towards Ye Bai’s neck.

At that moment, both Wang Cheng and Commander Zhou couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

They had witnessed countless similar instances before, and they believed that soon enough, Ye Bai’s neck would be snapped, and he would meet his untimely demise right here.

“I must say, if you’re unwell, seek treatment. I’m not a doctor, so I can’t help you,” Ye Bai calmly extended his hand, perfectly grasping the opponent’s wrist.

The young man’s gaze froze as he activated his spiritual power, attempting to break free from Ye Bai’s restraint.