The old man and the yellow-haired youth sensibly shut their mouths. Their target still intended to approach the banks of the "River of Netherfall"—how vicious were his intentions?
This time, I'll stake everything on it. Once we get back, no matter what, I have to find Lord Fa Nan. I must escape this person's control!
The old man thought to himself.
But how could he know that the Nether Emperor Ye Luo had already issued an order? For a long time to come, Li Yan would receive no further personnel, yet the two of them would not be transferred away either.
Li Yan supported Buluo with one hand. Buluo practically did not need to walk, yet Li Yan still carried him along as swiftly as the wind.
After entering the distorted space, neither Li Yan nor Buluo spoke. The two men ahead of them dared not say another word.
Li Yan's expression remained somewhat ugly. More than half of it was put on for others to see; after Fa Nan had treated him that way, could he possibly remain calm?
To others, this might have seemed baffling. It had only been a few days—why had Fa Nan suddenly put Li Yan over a fire to roast?
But Li Yan alone knew that he had indeed broken out in a cold sweat today. Fa Nan's move was a warning: do not even think of stirring up anything.
He must have seen everything I did in the prison over these past few days. He was making me understand one thing: in the end, I still have to follow his rules!
Li Yan thought to himself. He could be certain that Fa Nan had indeed been watching him.
Yet strictly speaking, what he had done was something any newly arrived cultivator with sufficient