"Haha... Good lad, you've got guts!" Seeing Ye Fei agree, the Number One couldn't help but pat his shoulder and burst into laughter.
He didn't seem the least bit disheartened that his power would be significantly diminished as a result, which both surprised and impressed Ye Fei.
However, just at that moment, a rather discordant voice suddenly came from outside, "Ye Fei, get out here now!"
Hearing this voice, Ye Fei remained unfazed, but the Number One's brow furrowed slightly as he walked towards the door first.
Upon stepping outside, Ye Fei looked up and saw a man in his sixties standing in the courtyard, glaring at him with a face full of anger, as if his eyes were about to shoot out flames.
Around him stood four middle-aged men, each with considerable cultivation, though they were still a notch below the previously encountered Ning Tao, who was at the peak of innate cultivation. In Ye Fei's eyes, they were no different from ordinary people.
