Ye Jiu's heart was pounding with anxiety, and he spat a mouthful of blood onto the command table.,At the villa's gate, Ye Jiuzhou took shape and dashed at extreme speed into the distance.,A Tibetan Mastiff was barking ferociously at a child of three or four years old in the corner. If it hadn't been held back by its chain, it would have pounced on the child already!。