The man, simply one of the many from the Central Continent who came to spectate the commotion, how could he know where Yan Ye had gone? Even though he knew that Lord Beiting Huang wasn't an unreasonable person, that was the Lord Beiting Huang of the past. Now, he was like a lunatic. This man was merely at the heaven stage, and when locked in place by Lord Beiting Huang's divine sense, tears streamed down his face, regretting his decision to come and watch. Trembling with fear, he raised his hands and said with a bitter smile, "Lord Beiting Huang, I, I, I..."
Beiting Huang's eyes, dark and bottomless, fixed on the man. It seemed that if he dared to utter the words "I don't know," Beiting Huang could make his soul dissipate. How could the man dare to say it?
"Little Ninth, big brother is here, don't be afraid. Big brother is here!"
