Lin Qiye's gaze swept across the crowd one by one. He knew that the remaining group had truly been scared out of their wits, with not a trace of fighting spirit left.
Not everyone imprisoned in the Abstinence Hall was a heinous criminal. Many, like An Qingyu, had been sent here over some unintentional mistake or trivial matter. They were generally rather timid; joining in the excitement was one thing, but actually escaping from prison? They really did not have the nerve for that.
Since they had lost their will to fight, Lin Qiye had no intention of wiping them out. He slowly sheathed his two straight swords.
"Hehehehehe..."
Cao Yuan continued shuffling toward the crowd with a foolish grin, startling them senseless!
"Ahhh!! Help!!"
"Don't kill me!!"
"..."
Lin Qiye smacked his forehead, helplessness appearing in his eyes... He had almost forgotten about this huge problem.
Lin Qiye turned to Baili Pangpang. The latter immediately understood and pulled Cao Yuan's chastity... Oh no, the Scroll of Sealing from his pocket, then tossed it straight to Lin Qiye.
With tape in one hand and a straight sword in the other, he flashed forward and blocked Mad Demon Cao Yuan's path.
"Cao Yuan, it's time to stop," Lin Qiye said calmly.
"Hehehehehe..." Cao Yuan dragged his sword as he walked forward step by step. The murderous aura around him grew ever denser, and his scarlet eyes remained fixed on Lin Qiye, as though he had no intention of stopping at all.
Lin Qiye let out a long sigh.
"Fine. Let me see just how much you've grown over this past year..." Lin Qiye wrapped the tape around his palm and narrowed his eyes at Cao Yuan, a glint of fighting spirit rising within them.
In the distance, An Qingyu watched the