Saving the Association for Saving Surviving Soul Beasts

"Submit and live, or die."

Under Huo Yuhao's indifferent gaze, Ye Xishui trembled all over. Her lips parted slightly, yet it was as though a giant hand had clamped tightly around her throat, leaving her unable to make a sound. Bone-deep chill spread through her body inch by inch, as if it would swallow her whole the very next second.

"I..."

Just as Ye Xishui hesitated, a somewhat fawning voice rang out from another cell.

"I'm willing to submit!"

"Oh?"

Huo Yuhao turned his head. The speaker was a gaunt, unshaven middle-aged man in a cell diagonally opposite Ye Xishui's. He gripped the bars with both hands, fervent light bursting from his deeply sunken eyes as he stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao.

"My lord, I'm useful! Very useful! I can kill people—whether they're high-ranking officials of the Spirit Federation, leaders of the Spirit Pagoda, or even soul beasts from the Star Dou Great Forest. Whoever you don't like, I can kill them for you!"

At those words, the Slaughter King's eye twitched. While silently mourning this Evil Soul Master, he cautiously glanced at Huo Yuhao's expression. The moment he saw the amused smile curling Huo Yuhao's lips, his heart went cold. He lowered his head and did not dare make another sound.

"Really?"

At the faintly teasing tone, the gaunt man saw that Huo Yuhao was clearly smiling, yet there was not the slightest trace of amusement in his eyes. His fawning expression froze. At that moment, he felt as though every thought in his heart had nowhere to hide before those azure eyes. An inexplicable terror made him lower his head instinctively.

"As long as I can get out, I'm willing to submit to you, my lord. I trust you won't waste the fighting strength of a Title Douluo..."