He did not care if the others died. After all, they were traitors. They deserved to die. Even if they did not die, their Original Soul energy would be crippled, and they would stay in the camp as slaves for the rest of their lives.
However, Ye Chengzong was different. He was part of this plan and had been sent there by their master. Yet he was lying there, injured.
"Where's Jiyun? Where is he?"
An Jiuyue was no longer worried when she heard Yan Qin had saved him.
Instead, she noticed that Qian Jiyun, the camp's lord, was nowhere to be found during such a major incident, which was unusual.
"Master went after Ming Fucheng," Yan Qin replied.
Since they had discovered what Ming Fucheng had done at Camp Zhan Yun, they would not let him escape unscathed, and certainly not with his limbs intact.
"He went alone?" An Jiuyue was shocked.
"No." Yan Qin shook his head immediately.
