"Chi Yi is no match for him; stepping up would only bring humiliation upon himself."
Zi Ying's reply was straightforward and clear.
"How do you know that I am his match then?" Ye Xuan's smile stiffened on his face.
"I think you have a chance, after all, you're just a slave; even if Fei Lian kills you, it won't be any loss," Zi Ying said coldly.
"Can I refuse?" Ye Xuan still wanted to resist.
"If you dare refuse, I will tell Demon Saint Jialuo that you have no ability to cure him, and see what he does to you."
"Fine, you're ruthless."
With no choice, Ye Xuan had to muster his courage, stepped out of the ranks, his figure flashed, and landed in front of Fei Lian, blocking the latter's path.
"Hmm? It's merely a despicable human? Why do you block my path? Get out of my way, you Young Master!" Surprised by someone blocking his way, Fei Lian's initially pleasant mood was immediately disrupted, and then he stared at Ye Xuan with a menacing gaze, as if choosing someone to devour.
