As Xingtian raised his arm, an invisible force controlled Yuan Yiyi's body, lifting her into the air, swaying ceaselessly as if shackled.
In mid-air, Xingtian shouted loudly: "How do you think I should punish you?"
Yang Ping'er saw this and hurriedly shouted: "Let go of my master!"
"Little girl, as long as you tell the truth, I'll naturally free your master; otherwise, I'll make you witness her death."
Yuan Yiyi quickly said: "Master Xingtian, I can die, but please don't trouble Yang Ping'er."
"Master…"
Two streams of tears flowed down Yang Ping'er's face; she didn't know what choice to make.
Such a choice is difficult even for adults, let alone a little girl like her.
A triumphant smile appeared on Xingtian's face, believing that the naive Yang Ping'er would reveal the truth to save her master.
He didn't believe he couldn't coax out Li Fei's current whereabouts from the girl's mouth.
