Not far away, a head poked out from inside an earthenware jar.
Though that person's hair was disheveled and her face was covered in vicious gashes, Ye Yu recognized her at a glance.
If this was not Ye Qingwan, then who could it be?
Just as in his previous life, Ye Qingwan had already been carved into a human stick.
Upon seeing Ye Yu, she whimpered frantically. Unfortunately, it seemed Ye Qingwan's tongue had been cut out, leaving her unable to utter a single word.
Meeting Ye Qingwan's pleading gaze, Ye Yu merely turned his head away indifferently, pretending not to see her.
Seeing Ye Yu turn away, Ye Qingwan began struggling wildly. The earthenware jar containing her rocked incessantly, repeatedly slamming against the ground with loud bangs.
Before long, several Blood Demons approached with impatient expressions and lashed Ye Qingwan across the face with a whip.
"What are you making such a fuss for?!"
As the words fell, Ye Qingwan trembled all over and immediately dared not make another sound.
The two Blood Demons snorted coldly. Only then did they notice Ye Yu standing not far away, and their expressions changed drastically.
The scene of Ye Yu causing havoc within the Blood Demon Race last time was still vivid in their minds.
Moreover, they knew he was a ruthless man who had even slain Lord Blood Thorn. They immediately took several steps back without thinking.
Hope once again appeared in Ye Qingwan's eyes. Though she did not know why, she could sense that these Blood Demons were afraid. They were afraid of Ye Yu.
She immediately began struggling again.
Looking at the wildly shaking earthenware jar, the two Blood Demons did not dare make another move.
They knew exactly who was inside the jar—Ye Xuan's elder sister. And that