"Ye Zhengrong, hand over my people."
"Otherwise, you'll soon see your sister's head rolling on the ground."
Chu Feng glared at Ye Zhengrong and shouted directly.
"Hehe, I never thought the Son of the Mad Dragon could do such despicable and shameless things."
"To actually target a woman without the strength to even truss a chicken!"
Ye Zhengrong sneered at Chu Feng.
"For someone like you, one must use such despicable tactics."
"This is called using one's own method against themselves!"
Chu Feng said coldly.
"Bring the people out!"
Ye Zhengrong ordered coldly.
Instantly, Tang Mengmeng, Luo Ling'er, and Sakura were brought out from the castle, tied up tightly.
"Mengmeng, Ling'er!"
Looking at the three women, Chu Feng's expression tensed, and he shouted sharply.
"Brother Chu!"
Tang Mengmeng looked at Chu Feng with an excited shout.
Luo Ling'er gazed at Chu Feng, her eyes flickering with tears.
"Release them!"
Chu Feng shouted coldly at Ye Zhengrong.
Thud!
