"Yue'er!" Nalan Jing's cold and devilishly charming purple eyes were filled with a chilling intent to kill. He moved without hesitation towards the front, but Mu Yan stopped him.
"Jing'er, if you go now, it's as good as throwing your life away!" Mu Yan's handsome face was calm and composed, yet ruthless.
"But Yue'er..."
It was his mistake, his failure to protect Yue'er! He kept claiming he would protect her, yet she was taken by the Magic Beast right in front of him...
At this moment, Nalan Jing's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame, pain and sorrow...
"Jing'er, listen to me. With the Beast Emperor's strength, he could easily flatten us with a slap. If he wanted to kill Yue'er, he could have done so with a single blow; he had no reason to capture her. This suggests Yue'er is safe for now. She is my daughter, and I will save her no matter what!" Mu Yan's voice was filled with determination.
