Murong Ye's face became even colder and darker, looking at Master Bao with chilling eyes.

Master Bao was shocked with slight fear. He became more and more guilty while he still didn't know where he had offended Master Murong—he was almost a god that nobody dared to offend.

"Master Bao's fellows are not cowards, are they?" Murong Ye asked. His voice was not loud but possessed a sense of coldness and gloom, which could make people chill. His voice was freezing ...