C900 I will Ask Again and I will Beat You to Death!

Don't ask again, or I'll knock you out!

Withered yellow leaves danced in midair before gently settling into Ye Yu's palm.

Suddenly, it was a downpour of leaves!

Ye Yu's palm was blanketed with the withered foliage.

The leaves kept falling, cascading off the edges of Ye Yu's hand and onto the ground, until the tiny tree in his palm was left with nothing but bare branches