A smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yan's lips. He had already prepared himself to die, yet his savior had arrived.
Had he known this would happen, he would have dragged things out until Second Uncle arrived. Why had it ended up in such a miserable state?
Xiao Zhen had wanted to knock some sense into the boy, but seeing how pitiful he looked, he lowered the hand he had raised halfway.
He fed Xiao Yan another seventh-tier Healing Pill. Under its gentle medicinal power, he finally managed to preserve half the boy's life.
Black Protector sensed that things had gone terribly wrong. His entire body transformed into thick black mist, and he fled into the distance in the blink of an eye.
"Rat of Soul Hall, do you really think you can escape?"
With a clench of his hand, the power of space directly dragged Black Protector before him.
The people of Soul Hall possessed nearly every sort of vile trait, and loyalty was even more impossible to expect. Unless they were members of the Soul Clan themselves, people like Black Protector, who had been drawn in through threats and temptation, would betray them the moment the situation turned unfavorable.
Sensing the terrifying gap in strength between them, Black Protector had no choice but to admit defeat, lest the other party crush him to death in an instant.
"You must be Lord Xiao Zhen. This lowly one was merely playing a joke on your nephew just now. The venerable elders of my Soul Hall have long wished to meet you."
Xiao Zhen was not surprised in the slightest that a Soul Hall Protector could call him by name. His portrait had likely already spread through the hands of many forces across the Northwest Continent.
At present, he was