Yu Yan hurriedly held Zhong's arm, wrapping her hands around his muscly arm she mumbled.
"P-Please listen to me... I never slept with any men.."
Instead of comfort she was given piercing glance of Zhong. He jolted off his hand from her grasp and walks towards Yuxan. He would end his pathetic life today with his own hands. Dark shadow mist erupted out of Zhong's palms as he steps close to Yuxan.
Before he could choke Yuxan in dark mist a magic circle flashed in there. The preculiar child's cry filled the empty hall... Everyone paused for a second when suddenly Yuxan bursted into laughter.
"M-My child..."
Yu Yan murmured painfully when she saw that life threatening situation inside the magic circle. Her son was kept on the wooden bridge, all over was burning lava. Beside the child stood a man in black hood who was carrying the child.
"W-What is my son doing in place like that?"
