“Just stay in here!” Yang Ye flicked his finger against Fan Meng’s forehead, and then he flashed out of the carriage.

There were 3 old men, 2 young men, and a woman not too far away from them.

Yang Ye’s gaze paused for a moment on the old man who led the ground, and then his gaze moved towards the young man in a red robe. However, it didn’t take long for him to withdraw his gaze and speak fiercely, “How many years have it been? Someone has actually dared to look for trouble with my Dao Order. Needless to say, your Ye Clan is truly formidable!”

“What nonsense!” Ye Zhan roared furiously, “You still intend to put on an act when death is upon you!? You aren’t a disciple of the Dao Order at all!”

Yang Ye shrugged and said, “Since you say I’m not one, then why don’t you just attack me!”

The corners of Ye Zhan’s eyes twitched when he witnessed this scene. He did want to attack, but he was slightly worried. Because if Yang Ye truly was a disciple of the Dao Order, then the Ye Clan would be destroyed. Not only would it be destroyed, even he would definitely die a graveless death.

Even if his son and grandson were gone, more could still be made. However, he would truly...