Right when Yang Ye was about to speak, the furious old man suddenly frowned, and then he said, “Kid, you’re in trouble!”

Yang Ye was stunned. He didn’t know what the old man meant.

Right at this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly swept out from within the Talisman Master’s Association, and then a figure shot out from within the building. In the time for a single breath, that figure had arrived here.

The figure was an old man that wore a black colored Talisman Master’s robe, and there was a hideous scar at the corner of the old man’s eye. When the old man noticed the miserable state that the young man on the ground was in, his face instantly became savage, and he looked at the old man by his side and said furiously, “Ning Xiu, what exactly happened!?”

Ning Xiu pointed at Yang Ye and spoke while taking slight pleasure in Yang Ye’s misfortune. “What else? Feng Yang, your grandson has become too used to acting arrogantly, and this time, he bit off more than he could chew. Oh, it was him. You’re not mistaken, it was he who caused...