Qi Zhentian had never expected Ye Tianshi to not only make a move as soon as he said it but also directly sever his own arm.
"You..." Qi Zhentian was full of anger.
"Ding Fan can't move," Ye Tianshi said indifferently.
"Didn't you say that he has nothing to do with you?"
"Now he has nothing to do with me, but after a while, he will be my disciple. You tell me if my future disciple's affairs have anything to do with me..." Ye Tianshi was nonchalant.
Qi Zhentian's brows furrowed tightly. "You dare to mock me... Do you really think my Myriad Demon Sect is easy to bully?"
"My future disciple is getting married. If you know what's good for you, you'll get lost and not disturb my mood," Ye Tianshi said, his face full of indifference.
Ding Fan was just quietly watching from the side.
Ye Tianshi relied on his heaven-defying cultivation and acted in whatever way he pleased.
