Yun Tian tore through space with Nie Li and the others, teleporting from the danger-ridden Black Prison to the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion in an instant. The moment their feet touched the ground, they collapsed like limp sacks. Even Nie Li, normally so strong-willed, braced his hands on his knees and gasped for breath, his face white as paper. Ye Ziyun and Xiao Ning'er went weak all over and fell straight into Yun Tian's arms. The terrifying pressure of that peak Demigod Rank expert had burrowed into their souls like maggots clinging to bone. Even now, the memory tightened their chests and drenched their backs in cold sweat.
Almost simultaneously, hurried footsteps approached. The mansion's patrol had already sent word, and Ye Zong came rushing over with Ye Xiu and the others. Seeing Yun Tian, the youngsters sprawled on the ground, and Ye Ziyun and Xiao Ning'er sheltered in his arms, Ye Zong hurried forward, cupped his hands, and bowed. "Senior, what happened to these children?"
"Nothing serious." Yun Tian waved dismissively, sounding as casual as if he had merely swatted a few flies. "They ran into someone they couldn't handle while training. I simply lent a hand."
"Thank you for saving them, Senior!" The great stone weighing on Ye Zong's heart finally fell away, and he solemnly thanked him again. Without Yun Tian, these children might never have returned.
Yun Tian waved indifferently, indicating that it had been no trouble. He bent down to check Nie Li and the others. Once he confirmed that they were merely mentally exhausted and their lives were not in danger, he prepared to leave. "They're fine. Their souls just suffered a little shock. Some quiet rest will set them right. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll be going."