"You like eating lion's head, don't you? We're giving you the chance!"
"Let go of me!"
"Wuwuwu, Qingwei, I was wrong!" Although Mo Li was not skilled at combat, aside from the power of laws, she was quite strong herself. Even with Ye Qingwei and the others holding her down together, they struggled a little. But with all of them exerting force at once, Mo Li's struggles became weak and helpless.
With no other choice, she could only beg Ye Qingwei and the others for mercy.
"Hmph, why didn't you think of that earlier?" Ye Qingwei snorted coldly, tugging Mo Li's braid as the corners of her lips curled upward. "Do you want us to let you go?"
"Yes! Sisters, such a huge monster is holding us. Can we stop messing around?" Mo Li begged frantically, her eyes pitiful. If Jiang Yang had been here, he would probably have fallen for it, but unfortunately for her, Ye Qingwei and the others were here.
That trick did not work on them at all.
"That lion's head can't break through the Death Shield. We have plenty of time to play!" Ye Qingwei revealed a vicious smile, while Mo Li looked like a frightened little rabbit. Xiao Wan and the others also showed ill-intentioned smiles.
"Ahem, gather around. Listen to me!" Ye Qingwei waved them over. The others quietly moved closer, and as they listened to her whisper, their faces gradually reddened.
"Is that really okay?"
"Don't worry about it. What's wrong with using a few external aids?" Ye Qingwei waved her hand, then cleared her throat and looked at the enormous monster clutching the Death Palace, helplessness appearing on her face.
"This thing is a huge problem. Who has a way to get rid of it?"
"If I were Level Eight, I