Ye Qi roared angrily, his eyes blood-red, as heat surged in his eyes and tears mingled with the blood on his pale face.
He furiously pulled at the chains on his wrists, trying to rush toward Zuo Yan.
In the cell, Zuo Yan laughed wantonly, the sound of clashing chains accompanying his laughter, making one’s teeth itch.
Zuo Yan’s laughter kept echoing in his ears, to Ye Qi it was sharper than a knife.
His chest tightened, a metallic taste welled up in his throat, and Ye Qi spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision almost going completely black.
He lowered his head weakly, a buzzing sound in his ears.
"Don’t be so excited, at this rate, the Ye Family will end with you."
Zuo Yan laughed, releasing all the anger he had taken from Nie Jiuque earlier, right here.
"Speaking of which, I’ve searched the whole Cat Demon Clan, and yet your Cat Clan’s princess is nowhere to be found. Tell me, where’s that little girl hiding?" Zuo Yan asked, feigning confusion.
As Zuo Yan mentioned Wen Xiao’ai, Ye Qi’s heart, already bleeding profusely from wounds, tightened painfully.
"I heard she’s quite loyal, and you two were childhood friends. Yet when such a big incident happened to the Cat Demon Clan, she didn’t even show her face. And what about your good friend Feng Liyan, how could he leave you alone and run for his own life?"
"You risk your life to protect them, but they don’t care whether you live or die. So heartless, why worry about them?"
"Get out!" Ye Qi gritted his teeth, slowly closing his eyes.
"Heh..." Zuo Yan laughed, pacing back and forth in front of Ye Qi.
"Don’t hate me, I’m also just forced by circumstances. After all, I’m merely a servant following orders, and if I defy them, it’ll be me who dies." Zuo Yan said sarcastically.
Ye Qi suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Zuo Yan.
The Demon Realm, as it stands, is dominated by Zuo Yan’s power. Whose orders would he follow?
"Who do you think?" Zuo Yan looked at Ye Qi, smiling as he asked back.
Ye Qi’s mind flashed Wen Xiao’ai’s bright face, swiftly replaced by another face.
Yet he immediately denied it.
Impossible, the Demon Lord is long dead.
Even if he weren’t dead, he wouldn’t be capable of such heinous acts.
Seeing Ye Qi’s doubt but unwillingness to ask further, Zuo Yan didn’t mind.
If he wasn’t concerned about the entire Demon Clan suffering with Nie Jiuque, he truly wanted Ye Qi to kill Nie Jiuque.
No, he wanted Ye Qi and Wen Xiao’ai to kill Nie Jiuque together.
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"Honestly, I quite admire you. If you really die , I’d find it quite a pity. Since your Cat Demon Clan is destroyed, why not join my Demon Clan..."
"If you’re going to kill, just do it, why bother with such insults." Ye Qi coldly replied.
Ye Qi’s words made Zuo Yan a bit annoyed.
To him, the entire Demon Realm was his, Zuo Yan’s. Disrespect to the Demon Realm was disrespect to him, Zuo Yan.
Zuo Yan suddenly reached out, choking Ye Qi by the neck, his eyes filled with killing intent, gritting his teeth, he said: "Don’t be ungrateful. If you want to die, I’d be happy to send you to report to the Netherworld."
"...You better kill me now, so I can go to the Netherworld and rally the innocent souls who died under the claws of your Demon Clan, to avenge the massacre of our clan."
Ye Qi matched Zuo Yan’s gaze, the defiance and thirst for revenge in his eyes stoking Zuo Yan’s murderous impulse.
"Hmph..." Zuo Yan snorted coldly,