Elder Yuan returned the Blood Bud to his storage space, then glanced coolly at the pale-faced young Demon Cultivator. "From now on, you will follow me. As long as you're obedient, you'll live a better life than any of them... Understand?"
The young Demon Cultivator's eyes held a trace of fear, but also a deeply hidden stubbornness. He pressed his lips together and did not answer.
Elder Yuan sneered but didn't seem to mind. His tone was sinister as he said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Once you've been punished enough for your disobedience, you'll naturally learn to behave."
With that, he spoke flatly to the two Golden Core Cultivators, "Take him to my carriage."
He was clearly planning to keep one for himself, but the two Golden Core Cultivators exchanged a look and didn't dare say anything more. They could only do as they were told.
