Su Jingyi's sinister voice lashed viciously around Sikong Jing's ears.
At Sikong Jing's feet and in his hands, Junior Sister Cheng and Su Jingyi's younger brother could not help widening their eyes. Su Jingyi was actually leaving without caring about them, intending to hand them over to Sikong Ding's son.
They wanted to cry out something, but Sikong Ding's son would not let them speak. Only muffled "mmph, mmph" sounds remained.
Of course, Su Jingyi knew how panicked the two of them were...
Yet he ignored them completely and continued mocking, "Sikong Ding's son, I know what you want to say. You want to say that I might not be able to manufacture an accident—but that is your father. Do you dare gamble on it?"
"You don't dare. So within twenty-one days, you must bring my younger brother and Junior Sister Cheng to Feather Alliance Hall."
"Now get the hell down there..."
With a thunderous boom, Su Jingyi abruptly erupted with the violent true energy of the Extreme Prison Stage, ruthlessly shoving Sikong Jing off the tiny floating island.
His junior brothers and sisters also wondered whether they might find an opportunity to rescue them.
Unfortunately, even after Sikong Jing was pushed down, he still held tightly onto the two hostages, leaving them no opportunity at all.
Just as Sikong Jing and the others fell, the tiny floating island lit up with the glow of white jade. Su Jingyi's voice came again by his ear: "Sikong Ding's son, you'd better not delay. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't make it in time."
As his words fell, the entire little floating island had completely vanished from the skies above the Desolate Sea Forbidden Land.
Cold light flickered incessantly in Sikong Jing's eyes...
Even he had not expected Su Jingyi to leave his