"Hurry up, stop dawdling." Seeing Li Youbing and the others standing still, Fang Lin urged impatiently.
Li Youbing's chest heaved, and behind her, the Li family members were teeming with resentment, wishing they could fight with Fang Lin.
Yang Pojun snorted and pointed his long spear rudely at Li Youbing and her companions. The royal family and members of the Purple Mist Sect were scowling at them too.
This situation made it impossible for even a bitter smile to escape from Li Youbing, finally understanding the feeling of being at someone's mercy.
So, without uttering a word, Li Youbing silently led the way. Seeing this, the Li family, despite their fury, had no choice but to follow her.
Li Youbing turned to glance at Fang Lin before disappearing into the Ice Palace's main gate.
The Li family members reluctantly entered the Ice Palace, grimacing in pain, as Yang Pojun's spear prodded at their backs.
