“What are you trying to say!?” A sword had appeared in Yang Ye’s grasp, and his gaze was icy cold while his voice was bone piercingly cold!

Meanwhile, Murong Yao hurriedly said, “Brother Yang, don’t get angry. What Yuan Tong means is that we might be able to help you a little!”

Yang Ye glanced at Murong Yao, and then he glanced at Yuan Tong. The latter nodded slightly. Yang Ye fell silent for a short while, and then he said, “Help me with what?”

Yuan Tong ...