"Is it only death with no chance of life!" Li Changlin laughed indifferently, snorted coldly, then looked up at Hu Ming and said in a deep voice, "You're Hu Ming from Pure Yang Hall, right? Hand over my wife quickly. Otherwise, I guarantee I'll level Pure Yang Hall and leave none of you in peace!"
"Your wife?" Hu Ming was slightly taken aback, and asked coldly, "Li Changlin, don't try to change the subject. Who is your wife, and how could she be at our Pure Yang Hall!"
"My wife is Ye Xiyao, dare you say she's not at Pure Yang Hall. Hu Ming, let me say it again, hand over my wife quickly, otherwise, I will kill you!" Li Changlin shouted sternly.
"You want to kill me, you'll have to see if you have the skills. Besides, Ye Xiyao is a refugee from the former dynasty. Do you think my Pure Yang Hall and the Eight Great Families will let her go!"
Hu Ming sneered repeatedly, naturally unable to agree to Li Changlin's demand.
