I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

When Wu Duoming heard Jiang Qisha's words of turning his back on him, his body suddenly stiffened, as if frozen in an instant. Only his neck moved slightly mechanically, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and anger as he looked at Jiang Qisha.

Previously, when they explained the situation here to Jiang Qisha and others, they had said that their sons had died tragically at the hands of Ye Chongren and others. The grief and hatred at that time were like materialized flames, burning between every line of their words.

Jiang Qisha had also promised to help him kill his enemies and seek justice for his son. But now, so little time had passed, and he had gone back on his word like this. How could Wu Duming not be filled with anger?

"Seven..." Wu Duoming's lips trembled, and the voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with endless unwillingness, and his emotions were on the verge of getting out of control.

However, just as he was about to lose his mind, a dark shadow suddenly leaped out from behind him like a ghost. Ye Daozhi attacked, his movements as fast as lightning. He pinned Wu Duming down firmly, and then, with his body movements, like a wisp of black smoke, he dragged Wu Duming a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

Ye Daozhi gripped Wu Duming tightly, his teeth clenched, veins bulging on his forehead as he uttered a deep, angry rebuke, "Are you crazy? Do you want the entire Blood Hand Castle to be buried with you for your momentary impulse? We've endured and groveled until now, but what are we trying to achieve? Don't you know?"

The four major forces usually fight openly and secretly, and their competitive relationship is like four hungry wolves, always eyeing each other, and will pounce on each other without mercy to bite and devour as soon as they get the chance.

But at this moment, under the pressure of Jiang Qisha, the foreign tiger, they had to put aside their past grudges and huddle together for warmth, because they all knew the truth that if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. No one could guarantee that if Blood Hand Castle was attacked today, the sharp blade would not be placed on their necks tomorrow.

Ye Chongren's lips curled up in a playful arc, and he looked at Jiang Qisha with a half-smile, as if he was thinking about some important decision. After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, he slowly said, "Submit to you?" The trailing tone seemed to be weighing the weight of each word. "It's not impossible, but I have a condition."

When the woman in the red dress heard this, her eyebrows immediately raised and her beautiful eyes widened. The black leather whip in her hand made a crisp "snap" sound and was suddenly raised up. The tip of the whip cut through the air, bringing up a sharp whistling sound, and she was about to whip it towards Ye Chongren.

Seeing this, Jiang Qisha simply raised his hand and bent his fingers slightly. In an instant, an invisible force, like a dense net, trapped the whip in mid-air, unable to move. His expression was indifferent, and he said two words calmly: "Speak."

The woman in the red dress is usually arrogant and domineering in front of outsiders. She looks so bossy, as if everything in the world is under her feet and she can trample on it.

But at this moment, in front of Jiang Qisha, he seemed like a different person, as docile as a well-behaved little lamb, not daring to disobey in the slightest. He quickly put away the whip and stood aside obediently.

Ye Chongren cleared his throat, his eyes slowly sweeping across everyone's faces, as if he wanted to take in everyone's expressions, before he slowly spoke: "Well... I don't know how much you know about the things here. If you don't understand, let me explain it to you." In fact, what he had in mind was nothing more than wanting to use this trick to delay time and find a glimmer of hope.

The burly man, Dao Ge, had been standing aside, as silent as a towering mountain. Suddenly, he said in a deep, muffled voice, "He's stalling for time!"

Jiang Qisha nodded slightly, his eyes showing a hint of understanding, but he did not stop Ye Chongren.

Ye Chongren spoke incessantly for a while, and just as he was about to speak until his mouth was dry, Jiang Qisha suddenly interrupted him, "Are you done? I know everything about your relationship. It's just that there is an irreconcilable conflict between you and them. As long as you are willing to submit to me, I can resolve the conflict between you."