Jiang Zhenye could clearly feel the murderous intent and pressure surging toward him!
He snorted coldly and took a step forward. A crack appeared on the rooftop of the teacher's dormitory. Ye Chen's pressure was mercilessly torn apart by a force.
"Ye Chen, a wise man understands the times. Why can't you understand the saying of the ancients?"
Jiang Zhenye's interest in Ye Chen far exceeded his desire to kill him.
Even though Old Master Jiang had requested for Ye Chen to be crippled, he still wanted to spare his life when he saw the scene just now. After all, crippling Ye Chen would be a huge loss for the Chinese martial arts world.
Moreover, no matter how the other party said this, he still had a part of the Jiang family's bloodline.
So what if he had mortal roots?
If it wasn't for Jiang Qianrong's incident that caused the old master to lose face, this wouldn't have happened.
