Nie Li intentionally provoked Ye Zong.
Last time at Ye Ziyun's courtyard, Ye Zong had beaten him to a pulp, a memory that remained fresh in Nie Li's mind.
This time, he was determined to take revenge.
Since you are Ziyun's father, then I will discipline you on her behalf!
Ye Xiu had just thought to mediate, but was left speechless by Nie Li's words, the awkwardness palpable.
Ye Zong snorted in anger, "I want to see just how powerful your Ten Thousand Demon Spirit Formation really is."
"City Lord, I must clarify that this isn't the complete Ten Thousand Demon Spirit Formation, but just a small killing formation within it. If it were the full formation..."
Nie Li glanced at Ye Zong, shaking his head and clicking his tongue, "You wouldn't stand a chance at all!"
Ye Zong trembled with rage, almost wanting to strangle Nie Li.
However, as the City Lord, he had to maintain some composure.
Besides, he couldn't do anything to Nie Li, not when he had a powerful figure backing him.
"What if I break this formation?" As a Black Gold tier Demon Spirit Master, Ye Zong certainly had his pride; he couldn't let Nie Li provoke him like this.
"If you break it, I'll call you 'Dad,'" Nie Li retorted defiantly.
Ye Zong shot a glare at Nie Li.