"I suppressed you once before and eventually let you go. You really haven't learned your lesson, have you? Do you think having a supreme sovereign for a grandfather and a powerful family makes you untouchable?" Ye Fan smiled.
On the blood-colored sacrificial platform, Jiang Yichen's face was pale. He was truly scared this time. Falling into the hands of these "demons," he was even considering suicide.
"What... do you want?" His voice trembled. He had once believed they wanted to make him a living sacrifice. Otherwise, why bind him to such a blood sacrificial platform?
"Nephew, look at your sorry state, so timid you can't even speak properly. No worries, your Uncle is here; no one will kill you." Jiang Huairen laughed brightly.
"Little Uncle, I was wrong. Please let me go." Jiang Yichen was fearful, biting his lip and humbly bowing his head.
"What? I didn't hear you," Jiang Huairen said, digging his ear and asking loudly.
