"Let you go?" Ye Huan chuckled lightly, "What makes you think I will spare you?"
"Because I'm the eldest son of the Zhong Family!"
"Because I'm a disciple of Dragon Gate!"
"At most, you're just making things difficult for me. With your capability, you must have considerable insight. Given that, can it be that you don't know how powerful Dragon Gate is? If you don't let me go, do you intend to kill me?"
Zhong Buwang was highly confident.
But he didn't know.
Dragon Gate might be powerful to others.
But to Ye Huan, it was insignificant.
He didn't know, so he threatened again:
"Ye Huan, let me tell you, I'm just a minor servant disciple in Dragon Gate."
"Defeating me is not an honorable deed; there are plenty of brothers in my sect who are stronger than me! Moreover, our elders in Dragon Gate are extremely protective. If you dare to make a lethal move against me, they won't let you go!"
