Around the pale skeleton palace, the many humans' expressions turned grim and Fu Li shouted in disbelief. "You are telling me that you brought nothing with you and you expect me to gift you the Third Prince Mu?"
Zhong Yue nodded and said calmly, "Not only am I here to ransom him back, but I also want you all to surrender and serve Xian Tian Palace."
Mu Suge's face turned pale right away and he complained in his heart, We're doomed! How can Mister Yi be so reckless? He came with no valuables, wanted to ransom me and even try to make these barbarians yield? We are all going to die here today!
Fu Li was so angered that he burst out laughing mockingly while the others all got furious. Fu Shan raised his sword, pointed it towards the oil pot and grinned, "Brat Yi, do you see that pot over there? How about I fry you in it?"
"Oh? But with my Heavenly Deity's body, I'm afraid that mere oil won't harm me at all."
