Chapter: 4937

At first he thought he had seen a ghost.

It wasn’t until I took a closer look that I realized that the person sitting there was actually Ye Qingtian, the God of War.

Snapped!

Ye Qingtian slapped him at that time.

Mo Wuya covered his face and fell to the ground.

His eyes were full of doubts and grievances: “Uncle Ye, what’s wrong with me? Why did you hit me?”

Mo Wuya almost cried.

“You still have the nerve to ask?”

“As one of the Yan Xia titles, a strong man from the Zhu Kingdom, you don’t know how to take the lead and set an example, but you smell like drunk and have fallen into disgrace. You stayed out until so late and didn’t come back.”

“How can you be worthy of the position of Zhuguo with your words and deeds like this?”

“When the Sword Masters and the others come back, we will ask them to deprive you of your title! Kick out of the Martial Arts Temple!”

Ye Qingtian was furious.

When Mo Wuya heard this, his eyes widened: “Uncle Ye, what have I done to make you want to revoke my title?”

“Okay, whatever you like, you can do it if you want, right?”

“Anyway, the end is coming, the world will be destroyed, the hot summer will no longer exist, and martial arts will be cut off. What’s the use of this title?”

“It’s okay not to!”

Mo Wuya seemed to have lost his temper. He shouted at the God of War with red eyes, took out the title token, threw it to the ground, turned around and left.

“you you…”

When Ye Qingtian saw this, he was trembling with anger.

“You beast, the title of Zhuguo is so sacred. How can I allow you to abandon it like a shoe? It’s so defiled. You pick it up for me!”

Ye Qingtian said angrily.

His greatest pride and responsibility in his life was the title of Yan Xia, his status and glory as a strong man in the Zhu Kingdom.

Now, what he cherished was trampled upon by Mo Wuya, and the God of War was naturally angry.

He clenched his palms tightly, his energy surged, and he even wanted to teach Mo Wuya a lesson.

“Lao Ye, stop!”

At this time, anxious sounds came from behind.

It was the Sword Master who came over in a hurry.

“Old Ye, you have misunderstood Wuya.”

“Wuya didn’t go to have fun, he went to drink with the son of the chief architect of the “Mars Immigration Plan”.”

“And, we successfully secured fifty more places for our warrior family members.”

“What a great achievement!”

“How can you still attack Wuya?”

The sword master urged anxiously!