"That's him, Young Master!"
The servants roared, and the henchmen surrounded Zhao Yi.
"I thought it was some handsome guy or beauty, turns out to be something unimpressive. Who gave you the courage!"
The Young Master immediately launched into ridicule.
"Who are you?"
"Little brat, look clearly, I am only the grandson of the Kangchuan Clan leader, Kang Yiqing!"
"Still a master, not bad!" Zhao Yi's lips curled into a cold smile.
Zhao Yi originally planned to investigate thoroughly, send an army to surround this place, and clean up individually.
But now, he didn't have the patience.
The Nine Dragon Jade Seal, which was attuned to Zhao Yi's mind, had already quietly opened a barrier, trapping the entire city.
"You still dare to talk back!"
The young man who was beaten earlier, emboldened by Kang Yiqing as his backer, was preparing to slap Zhao Yi's face!
"Die!"
"Whoosh!"
