Seeing Ye Fan's figure, Qin Hong's old face changed as he said, "Kid, did you discover us a while ago?"
"Of course! Your hiding skills are rubbish. The moment I stepped out of Junyuelai Western Restaurant, I sensed your killing intent!" Ye Fan sneered.
Qin Hong's pupils shrank, "Good boy, knowing we are here and still showing up, are you not afraid of death?"
"Death? Because of you lot, a bunch of trash?" Ye Fan mocked with a smile.
"How insolent!!!"
Called trash by Ye Fan, the group of experts from Skynet all became enraged.
This time, to hunt down Ye Fan, a group had been dispatched from the Imperial Capital, consisting of one Half-Step Martial Emperor, five Martial Kings, and ten Martial Arts Grandmasters.
With such a lineup, they were confident in taking on a true Martial Emperor, let alone an insignificant Ye Fan.
Qin Hong said with disdain, "Brash kid, I'm not afraid to tell you, we are from Skynet, and someone has paid a handsome sum for your life!"