Ye Qingchen looked at Elder Yang's smugness with disgust. However, his Willow Wood Martial Soul was still three or four meters away from Elder Yang, nowhere near close enough to attack and bind him.
As his strength improved, the innate binding skill of his Willow Wood Martial Soul had been enhanced once more. To ensnare Elder Yang without him noticing, however, he needed a bit more time to close the distance.
Without a change in his expression, Ye Qingchen spoke to Elder Yang in a cold voice, "I can sign a non-aggression contract. But as for submitting to you, kowtowing, and admitting my wrongs—that's something I can't do!" As he spoke, he was already maneuvering his Willow Wood Martial Soul underground, steadily closing the distance between them.
