After Chen Ziran and others left, Ye Guichen closed the guest room door, turned around, and stared at the people who were eyeing him menacingly.
"Young Master Ning, I've given you the opportunity, but you just don't cherish it. Don't blame me now!"
Suddenly, Ye Guichen moved.
His body transformed into a blur, where he passed, there were screams.
In less than a minute, nearly twenty men in black were all downed.
Each of the black-clad men's wrists had all their tendons severed, without exception.
Ning Chengyuan's pupils contracted.
Although he knew Ye Guichen was strong, he never imagined that Ye Guichen could be this powerful.
His body trembling, he stammered: "You, who are you?"
Ye Guichen ignored Ning Chengyuan and looked at the two female bodyguards: "Each of you break one of your own arms, then all of you get out of Yun City."
The two beautiful bodyguards froze.
After a moment of hesitation, both women stepped forward and charged at Ye Guichen.
