Yuan Ye burst into laughter, his voice equally cold: "Rong Shaoze, do you think I will easily let you go, and let go of everyone around you?"
"This is a grudge between you and me. I advise you not to involve too many others!" Rong Shaoze warned him coldly.
Yuan Ye curled his lips and smiled indifferently: "I insist on involving everyone. What can you do to me? Rong Shaoze, now your weakness is all in my hands. Do you think you still have the qualifications to negotiate with me?"
He glanced at Xiaotian beside him, and smiled coldly: "Your little son is only two months old, isn’t he? He knows nothing, if he dies, he shouldn’t have any resentment. If you think I won’t do it, I can take him out first, let him die in front of you, so you’ll know that now everything is my call, and you have no choice but to obey."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man holding Xiaotian lifted Xiaotian over the railing, waiting for the command at any time.
As long as Yuan Ye gave the command, he would fiercely throw Xiaotian down.
"You dare!" Rong Shaoze shouted coldly, his authority manifest without anger.
"Yuan Ye, what exactly do you want? If you want to kill me yourself, then come on!"
Yuan Ye laughed and shook his head: "Killing you myself, how boring. The good show has just begun, of course I will enjoy the show to the fullest."
He raised his right hand, looking at the cold mechanical hand, and madness and hatred flashed in his eyes.
"Rong Shaoze, you should have killed me back then. You destroyed one of my arms, but let me live in pain. Do you know how much I hate you?"
Rong Shaoze laughed coldly: "I also regret not killing you back then!"
"Haha... Alas, I have a strong life, heaven won’t take me. But your life, and the lives of these people, are not so strong. Rong Shaoze, I will kill your entire family, let the Rong Family be wiped out from the world forever!"
"You..." Rong mother said with a pale face, trembling lips: "You have a grudge against my son, come at me! Kill me! A life for a life, kill me and let them go!"
"Naive old lady, you are already a dying person, use your life to exchange for Rong Shaoze’s life, how unprofitable would that be for me?" Yuan Ye laughed softly.
"Moreover, all of you are in my hands. Killing you is as easy as crushing an ant, why would I let you go?"
Rong mother got angry, "You’re a demon, you will get retribution!"
"Watch your words, otherwise, your little grandson will lose his life."
Rong mother shivered all over, quickly closed her mouth, not daring to say another word.
Rong Shaoze walked to the center, and said coldly: "Say it, what exactly do you want?"
Yuan Ye turned around and sat down, one leg resting on the other: "Seeing you so impatient, I will fulfill you sooner. I have prepared a lot for today’s good show, how about it, let’s have a match?"
Rong Shaoze elegantly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and said faintly: "You want to match me? Then let’s do it."
Meiying suddenly said: "You are not his match, he has already learned the secret art of the Xuanyuan Family."
A trace of astonishment flashed in Rong Shaoze’s eyes.
When he saw Meiying being captured, he suspected Yuan Ye had a master by his side.
Unexpectedly, the master was him.
And he learned the secret art of the Xuanyuan Family, which indeed shocked him.