C1147 Holy King Litian
"* Plop * The elder kneeled down and called Ye Qing's father according to Ye Qing's instructions.
The elder was trembling all over, and his forehead was covered with soybean-sized cold sweat. The pressure that Ye Qing gave him was too strong, and he couldn't resist it at all. Just a word from Ye Qing was enough to make him surrender.
"Father!"
The elder kneeled on the ground