"Who is your excellency?"

Ao Yan's face was gloomy and he asked that the main house of the city where he lived could be guarded by heavy soldiers. It was not easy for these four people to invade here silently. What's more, he could only see what he had done for the younger leaders when he had the master's later training.

"Qingweimen Huangliang!"

Song Inkstone opens slowly.

"You are the people of the Qingweimen!"

Aoyan was shocked, and the other two groups'masters changed their faces.

Song Inkstone's voice sounded again, with a trace of fun: "What? Can't it be! Well, let's get down to business. If you take people out...