His feet left the ground, yet he could not struggle.
Feng Fuce did not even lift a hand, merely the hostility he emitted was enough to render the rather skilled Lu Wang unable to move.
The young man tilted his cold, handsome face upward, his deep eyes resembling thick ink.
He stared at Lu Wang, his eyes glowing faintly red, like a burgeoning fire.
"I have my own considerations on what to do, you just need to follow orders, not take the initiative to interfere."
"If you dare harm Bai Zhi'er, I will make you suffer first. Do you understand, Lu Wang?"
Due to the pain, Lu Wang's forehead broke out in a fine sweat as he clenched his teeth: "I am completely loyal to Lord Demon, without a second thought, and I do not want to see Lord Demon's plan go wrong either!"
Having said this, the black mist around his neck vanished in an instant.
Lu Wang fell to the ground and began to cough violently.
