Qin Yi's facial features were as beautiful as a painting and her tone very gentle, but at this moment, the people in the ghost village only felt fear.
They knew that this youth meant what he said.
"Everyone retreat."
The ghost-faced old man's heart softened when he looked at the queen sobbing; his face darkened, and he didn't let anybody get close to Qin Yi.
Old Han and the others were reluctant. Being threatened by their food this way, no one was happy.
But the queen was now in Qin Yi's hands, and no matter how unwilling they were, they didn't dare go forward.
That was the queen ah. It was their faith, and if it weren't for the Queen, they would have starved to death or been killed by others.
Qin Yi could see the perseverance in the ghost-faced old man's eyes—could it be that ghost-faced and the queen had some sort of relationship?
