Ye Ling, who was seated in the council hall, also slowly rose to his feet and then strode toward the exit.
Seeing Ye Ling's movements, Chen Dao and the others started to prepare to follow.
"You needn't follow me."
Ye Ling's indifferent voice rang out.
Hearing this, Chen Dao and the others stopped in their tracks, standing their ground.
Ye Ling, however, casually walked out of the council hall. He stood at the entrance, his gaze landing on the Second and Third Alliance Hierarchs.
"Who might you be?"
The Third Alliance Hierarch looked at Ye Ling with cold eyes and asked in a deep voice.
The frost-filled apricot blossom eyes flickered with naked murderous intent.
Though the Second Alliance Hierarch was a lot more composed, his eyes still brimmed with murderous intent when he looked at Ye Ling.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ling let out a light chuckle, then replied, "Aren't you here looking for me?"
"Oh? So you are the madman who killed my younger brother?"