Yang Ye gazed at the old man, “Can I ask you a few questions before you take my body?”

“You still intend to ask questions when you’re about to die?” The one-armed young man spoke fiercely, “You severed one of my arms just now. Now, I’ll take both of your arms.”

He was about to attack while he spoke, but the old man stopped him, “This body is about to be mine. I don’t want him to be injured!”

The young man didn’t dare to disobey the old man. So, he ...