C261 You Follow Me Again

Ye Mo gently lifted his head, and at that moment, the middle-aged man's longsword was fully drawn, its tip aimed directly at him, glowing with a fluorescent light. With a mere flick of his wrist, he could easily snuff out the life of the pale young man before him.

"Why? Even with the sword at your throat, you still refuse to leave?"

The middle-aged man, who had shown little intent to kill