The elderly man immediately quieted down. He knew that Yun Luofeng had spoken the truth. If she did not come here to rescue Zhong Ling'er, with Tian Zhu's violent personality, Zhong Ling'er's fate would not be that bright. He could only helplessly sigh as despair slowly emerged in his eyes.
At this time, Tian Xuan walked to Ye Ling while carrying a tub of salt water. He placed the tub down with a livid face and snorted before walking back to the ranks of the Tian Family.
Splash!
Qingyan ladled some salt water and watered it onto Tian Zhu's dismembered shoulder. The intense pain instantly woke Tian Zhu up. He looked at Qingyan, who was smiling like the devil, with a ghastly pale appearance.
"I be-beg you, let me go..."
His voice was hoarse, and his eyes contained prayers. Only now did he experience what fear was.
"Let you go?" Qingyan asked with a laugh. "Back then, did you think about letting Zhong Ling'er go?"
