"Very good."
"You won't regret today's decision. Relax, we in Zìzài Heaven are not fierce flood dragons or savage beasts; we don't eat people."
Seeing Yi Chen acting with such caution and prudence, Doumu Origin Lord couldn't help but let out a light chuckle. Reflected on her peach blossom mask, the brows suddenly curved into a lovely arc, and the lips slightly lifted.
"Come with me, this is not the place for conversation. Let's return to my Doumu Origin Lord Palace first."
"Don't resist, of course, it would be useless even if you did."
Suddenly, an invisible binding pressure enveloped Yi Chen, causing him to struggle before realizing with alarm that he couldn't move a muscle.
If Jue Xin had this ability, he felt he could already give up with laughter and resignation.
"You're actually resisting."
