The Qiongqi Mountain Master laughed. "Don't ever say the word 'ask.' I can't bear it. Whatever you wish to do, miss, just say the word!"
Luo Yan suddenly turned her gaze toward Ling Wenxuan and Ling Moyun in the distance.
In an instant, the father and son felt their hearts skip a beat. Their expressions changed drastically as they realized something was wrong.
"I want to take him with me."
Luo Yan raised a hand and pointed at Ling Moyun. As for Ling Wenxuan, she ignored him outright.
"No!"
Ling Wenxuan said in a deep voice, "A Yan, what are you trying to do? Kill Yun Er? Or destroy Yun Er's future?"
Ling Moyun's face turned deathly pale. He pressed his lips together and said nothing.
He recalled everything he had done to Luo Yan before. It was no longer merely rude and presumptuous—it was utterly rebellious and unforgivable!
The Qiongqi Mountain Master sneered and did not bother asking any questions. He suddenly struck through the air.
Boom!
A swath of blood-colored divine radiance condensed into a giant hand and seized Ling Moyun directly from afar.
As Ling Wenxuan was about to intervene, Panwu Qing grabbed his shoulder and held him down.
"This isn't how one goes looking for death."
Panwu Qing shot Ling Wenxuan a glance. "Stop bringing disaster upon your Xuan Li Sect!"
Ling Wenxuan's entire body stiffened, and his expression shifted uncertainly.
Meanwhile, Ling Moyun had already been seized by the Qiongqi Mountain Master, bound and imprisoned before being handed to Luo Yan at his side.
Ling Moyun's face darkened. He clenched his teeth tightly and did not utter a word.
"Yun Er, A Yan is your mother. As a mother, she would never kill her own son. You needn't be afraid. Once your grandfather returns, we'll