"Come with me, I'll take you out of here," Wen Wen said, extending his hand to Meng Jiao.
Meng Jiao shook her head violently, refusing to leave the room.
Wen Wen patiently comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm very strong. Those monsters are no match for me."
"I won't go out, I'll die if I go out, I'll die if I go out..." Meng Jiao covered her head, not listening to Wen Wen's words at all.
Wen Wen smacked his lips and said, "This doesn't seem to be simple fear. It must be some strong psychological suggestion making her stay here."
"Then gentle methods probably won't work."
So, Wen Wen immediately switched to a fierce and menacing expression, turning the Holy Light behind his head into a dense Black Mist.
Meng Jiao was instantly stunned, too scared to speak.
Wen Wen grabbed her chin, speaking harshly, "Listen here, saving you is my business, you have no right to refuse, nor do I need your consent. Just cooperate, and you'll suffer less, otherwise... harrumph!"
