"Ye Zhirong, what's wrong?" Ye Tian asked curiously, "Could it be that someone has been turned into a puppet again?"
Ye Zhirong glared at Ye Tian fiercely and said, "What puppet? It's Sima Feng himself who has come. You little brat, if you hadn't led me to Jiang City, how would he have found me?"
In his words, Ye Zhirong was sincerely frightened.
Ye Tian was also embodying the Silent Qi of the Nether God. Since he had learned of the existence of the "force of nature" in this world, the puppet master had been playing him for a fool. He too wanted to meet this fellow called Sima Feng!
"Kid! Run! Together, we're no match for him!"
Ye Zhirong advised, but Ye Tian was not a faint-hearted person.
"How could I possibly run? Even if it were the King of Heaven himself, I, the King of the Night, would still meet him!"
Ye Tian stated emphatically, while Ye Zhirong's face showed a look of reluctance.
