"Master Yu..." Chen Wan's eyes widened in shock as she looked at the young man being held by the Human Demon King, but before she could call out, Yuan Ming quickly covered her mouth.
The sound stopped abruptly, thankfully the Human Demon King did not notice.
After he landed steadily, the rest of the Human Demons all simultaneously made stiff movements as they lowered their heads, showing a submissive posture.
Senior Brother Yu from the Fire Refining Hall was being held by the neck with one arm of the Human Demon King, lifted up in front of him.
The latter's cheeks twitched in pain, his expression tortured, eyes tightly shut. Clearly, though not unconscious, he lacked even the courage to open his eyes for a glance. His muscles were tensed, his body quivering non-stop, obviously terrorized to the extreme.
Chen Wan's gaze fixed on the fellow disciple, her mind a mess. In the end, she lacked the courage to risk a rescue.
