Trapped within the Four Directions Divine Prison and hearing Beiting Huang's sigh, Yan Ye shook his head helplessly. At this moment, he was leaning against the White Tiger Divine Pillar, one leg bent with a hand resting upon his knee, while the other side of his body was stretched out in a lazy and casual manner, diminishing a bit of his domineering presence and adding a layer of wicked charm.
"Huang'er!" With an adorably indulgent expression on his face, worthy of divine envy, Yan Ye's voice rang in Beiting Huang's sea of consciousness, "Take it step by step, don't be too hasty!"
Beiting Huang paused for a moment and replied with a bit of dissatisfaction, huffing, "Hmph, it's easy for you to say, not having to feel the pain yourself. If I had your kind of strength, I wouldn't be in such a hurry either."
