At Elder Ruan's words, Zhan Hu's expression changed drastically.
"Elder Ruan, little brother Black Scale only wants to go in and have a look. He'll come out soon."
"It shouldn't be too big a problem, right?"
Zhan Hu was beginning to lose his composure. He was truly afraid.
Although Sikong Jing had carved out half of the Demonic Battle Heaven-Constant Art over the past three days and entrusted it to him for secret safekeeping, once the Cangyu Sect's First Sect Master and the others discovered that this cultivation art could shake the Emperor Martial Lock, they would definitely come for Sikong Jing.
When that time came, the Cangyu Sect might even possess some secret art capable of digging out the secret of "Repelling Demons."
Just as Sikong Jing had said, only by entering the prison could he ensure his temporary safety. And now, Sikong Jing was tied to the fate of the demonfolk; perhaps he could even uncover greater secrets at the heart of Gods and Devils Island.
Hearing Zhan Hu's words, Elder Ruan did not get angry. He had been in an excellent mood all along.
He said blandly to Sikong Jing, "You are important now. Most of the prisoners in there are madmen. If anything happens to you, I can't bear that responsibility."
Elder Ruan had never considered whether Sikong Jing would be able to come back out after entering. Rather, Elder Bu Tun valued the latter far too highly.
At this point, he stressed heavily again, "Everything will have to wait until Elder Bu Tun returns. Wait peacefully."
Having said that, Elder Ruan ignored Sikong Jing and Zhan Hu.
There was absolutely no room for compromise in this matter. He could not allow Sikong Jing to face even the slightest risk...
Zhan Hu secretly clenched his fists