"Just three ants, is it worth it?"
Looking at those three corpses, then back at Ye Zhen's appearance, Yan Kun sneered with disdain.
"Besides, what does it have to do with me, Yan Kun, that you dragged three corpses here?"
"Ants? But they were living people. As for what it has to do with you? Yan Kun, this was the doing of your son, Yan Shaqi!" Ye Zhen roared angrily.
"My son did it, impossible!"
"Shaoki, did you do this?" Yan Kun turned and asked Yan Shaqi.
"No, Dad, definitely not me!" Yan Shaqi denied outright.
"Dare to do but not to admit, the coward of cowards! Now, I think you're even worse than a beast!" Ye Zhen shouted at Yan Shaqi, who was adamantly denying.
"Enough, Ye Zhen, if my son says he didn't do it, then he didn't! You're just slandering, and it isn't done like this..."
"Divine Soul Oath, do you dare to make one with me?" Ye Zhen bellowed.
Yan Kun's expression immediately froze; he hadn't expected Ye Zhen to be so intense.