King of Nine Profoun

Ye Fusheng looked at the silence, to say whether his parents should die, from a bystander's point of view, they did deserve to die. Giving birth to a child without caring for him, only using him when he was useful and then abandoning him, any kind of revenge wouldn't be too much.,He unleashed his breath once more, the surging energy causing sand and stones to fly. A thick cloud of smoke billowed out.,Ye Fusheng's expression became calm. If one were to say that parents still had blood ties and the grace of giving birth, it would be hard to judge them, but the entire village was truly despicable, going too far in deceiving people.。