Since even the Devil Palace's Young Master had put it that far, the leader naturally could say nothing more. Otherwise, he would truly be unable to tell good from bad. Even if Ye Wanzong spared him now, Azure Sky Great Demon King would not spare him afterward. He might even kill him to preserve the Devil Palace Young Master's face. That was entirely possible.
The leader promptly went into the crowd, untied the woman who had suffered the whipping, and singled her out from the others. Ye Wanzong on the hillside reached out and grabbed, directly drawing the woman up onto the slope. One arm wrapped around her soft waist while his other hand gently parted the disheveled hair concealing her face. Her bewitchingly stunning beauty made the brothers' expressions freeze once more.
Yet the woman began struggling in a manner that seemed both resistant and welcoming, appearing timid, frightened, and bashful. Ye Wanzong smiled faintly. "We're going back!"
"Going back?" Ye Tuo asked in astonishment. "Weren't we going sightseeing?"
At that moment, the several thousand men and women being escorted immediately dropped to their knees in great swathes, crying out one after another, "Young Master, save us!" It swiftly affected everyone else, and they all knelt to beg for mercy. The scene became a chaotic mess. Having seen someone who could save their lives, their will to survive immediately sprang to life.
Ye Wanzong would not save them, nor could he save them. He cast a disdainful glance below and said calmly, "Not going anymore!" Clutching the beauty, he swept back into the depths of the mountain range shrouded in blood-colored clouds and mist. The remaining two brothers exchanged a glance, understood each other's meaning, and chuckled wickedly before following him back.
Angry shouts and the crack of whips