Beiting Huang pursed her lips tightly. When she was three steps away from him, she landed steadily and stood beside him.
Yan Ye ignored her angry gaze and swept his gaze across the entire place. His faint pressure made everyone unable to raise their heads. "He's a guard hired by my Night Palace. He has the same status as Qiong Qi and the other three. There's no need to bow to me outside!"
"Huh?"
Just like Beiting Han, everyone in the square was so shocked that their jaws dropped. Was that the reason? Was it? Was it? Regardless of whether it was true or not, it was true that His Highness the Night King was protecting the ninth young master.
Beiting Huang was as surprised as everyone else. She looked up at the Night King. He was defending her. This was the second time he had helped her. She could not figure out the reason, but this protection was real.
"Do you think I should kill you to appease those ignorant peasants?"
