Before his words had even fallen, the Cao disciples inside the formation all raised their heads. Their eyes were filled with shock and anger, but because of the dragon pressure and the spirit leopard's murderous aura, they did not dare speak.
Wentian continued, "I also want your Cao clan to return Ye Xuehua's son!"
"If you agree, the old and new grudges between your Cao clan and my Jianyi family will be written off!"
"Wentian, do not go too far!"
The veins on Cao Jiyi's forehead bulged like coiled dragons, and his face was iron-blue.
He abruptly swept his sleeve, and Golden Core pressure and spiritual power stirred with it, but when they touched the pressure released by Moyue, they suddenly became sluggish.
"Wentian is slapping the Cao family's face!" Lei Hekong transmitted to Lei Yunchao.
