"Bad guys! You bad guys! You let my sister go!" The child cried out.
"Patriarch Zhou, this little kid was bought by us as a slave, this matter… I advise you that it's better for you to not dabble into it!"
"This... Sect Master Yan, since this person belongs to them, do you think it would be better for them to take him back?" Zhou Zhou hesitated, and chose to stand on the opposite side.
"I saved this child, so does it mean that if you want to take him away, I'll let you do as you please?" Although Yan Ya wanted to toss away the little kid who was hugging his thigh with snot and tears all about but when he saw him shivering, he still held back.
"Yan Ya, this is not your Enchanted Music Sect! Do you know what will happen to you if you offend us?" A sharp voice threatened.
Yan Ya snorted, not paying attention to their threat.
"Yan Ya, are you going to give us face and accede!"
"Can you afford my face?" Yan Ya looked at him contemptuously.
