C102 Yes I Am Tired

His voice was cold and measured as he extended his hand, tossing several black, spherical objects at Ye Mo's feet.

Ye Mo's gaze turned icy. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the round objects were the heads of his four subordinates who had pursued him. Their bodies were nowhere to be seen.

"Thank you, senior brothers. May I inquire about the whereabouts of my father, sister