SWISH!
The Nanyang Guard all stopped in their tracks, their blood-red eyes fixed on Fourth Young Master Di!
"We are here for one thing only: Di Xuan's life!"
Cao Hong and the others spoke in low, resolute voices. Their murderous intent was unshakable. If they didn't kill Di Xuan, how could the souls of the Nanyang Guard buried in Black Wind Valley ever find peace?
Fourth Young Master Di's gaze darkened. "He is a member of the Di Family, and his life belongs to the Di Family," he said coldly. "It is not your place to take it!"
"A member of the Di Family!"
Ye Wushuang scoffed and walked toward Fourth Young Master Di, his eyes locked on him. "Allow me to ask you, does the Nanyang Guard belong to your Di Family?"
A cold glint flickered in Fourth Young Master Di's eyes. He stared at Ye Wushuang for a moment before spitting out, "Of course not!"
"Then let me ask you this: Is Di Xuan a member of the Nanyang Guard?"
Ye Wushuang took another step forward.
"He is!"
