"No, please!!"
Before Ya Zi's slave could thank him, Li Yan screamed, rushed over and tightly hugged Fang Zhou's leg, crying uncontrollably: "No, I'll do whatever you say, please don't hand me over to this demon!!"
If it were any other beautiful woman begging Fang Zhou like this, he might feel some pity, but Li Yan was a heartless cult follower.
Fang Zhou had always been cold as winter towards cult followers and directly kicked Li Yan towards Ya Zi's slave.
Li Yan cried and screamed, rolling on the ground, but was still dragged away by Ya Zi's slave.
Nearly ten days passed like this, and when Fang Zhou saw Li Yan again, she had already been trained by Ya Zi's slave.
She had become Ya Zi's slave's new mount, locked with a dog chain, her expression numb, and she was very obedient to any order from Ya Zi's slave.
Luo Xuan followed behind, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face—displeased at having her status as a mount taken.
