The door opened. Yan Zhen had only just stepped into the room when he saw his spirit beast secured to the table with all four limbs bound behind its back, while the girl from earlier held a sharp dagger, moving it back and forth in front of it.
"Stop!"
On his way upstairs, he had actually prepared what he would say. Yet at the sight of this scene, every word he had thought up vanished from his mind. All he wanted now was to rescue his spirit beast.
Hearing him, Xue Fuyao stopped what she was doing and turned to look at the boy. "You tell me to stop, and I should stop? Why should I listen to you?"
Yan Zhen took a deep breath at her words. "Name your terms. What will it take for you to let it go?"
Earlier, she had pretended to kill Little Gray outside in front of everyone, deliberately letting him see it. Hadn't that been to lure him here so she could make demands?
He had originally wanted to argue his case, but now... Looking at the dagger, which had stopped but was still very close to Little Gray, he took a deep breath, as though resigning himself to his fate.
"Now that you've suddenly put it that way, I really don't know what terms to name. How about this? Tell me your name first."
In fact, judging by the boy's age and this large gray rat, she had already guessed who he was.
Just a few days earlier, the Thousand Illusions Sect, one of the only two powers in the area, had launched an attack on Pure Heart Temple.
They had planned well, gathering a full four Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, more than enough to deal with Pure Heart Temple's two Nascent