"This..."
At Bai Changyi's cold question, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Yao Qiye and Nine Demon Beauties' faces.
Yao Qiye then shot Ye Tianling a look brimming with hatred and arrogantly commanded, "You spawn of evil, kneel! Kneel and apologize to the Changyi Divine Son!"
Nine Demon Beauties was even more imperious, adding, "Cripple your own Cultivation, sever your own bloodline, and surrender without a fight. If you do, we might leave you a complete corpse!"
The two of them played off each other, but their words only made Ye Tianling burst into laughter.
"HAHAHAHA! I, Ye Tianling, have seen my fair share of morons, but I've never met brain-dead trash like you before! Did you know I was in a bad mood, so you came to tell me a joke and cheer me up?"
Ye Tianling's voice was exceptionally sarcastic.
"You don't know what's good for you! Just as expected of a backwater native. You don't know when to advance or retreat!"
