"You have two choices: want to save him? Then use your life in exchange, or watch him die!"

Dao Lao's face was twisted and cruel, his eyes blood-red.

Ye Bufan stared at Dao Lao, the killing intent in his eyes growing stronger: "At our level, there's no point in saying such meaningless words."

He paused, his voice cold: "I won't die, you can kill him, but afterward, I'll make you regret ever coming into this world!"